Love Dark


The ladybug in my throat estranges my voice box
and makes me say the sweetest honeysuckle
And makes the darkness so endearing.
The way you always saw my heart before my demon roots
But saw flickering glimmer in the cerulean cave.
When you saw the dents of my lips,
Your butterfly kisses hugged every scar with a caterpillar bandage

Waiting for me to hatch
Even in lack of my sunlight

Until you became it.

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