Butterfly wings

Butterfly wings
Fragile delicate
Laced with moonlight
Spinning intricate patterns of
The colour of your thoughts
And ideas soaring above and beyond
Touching infinity with shimmery tips
Feel the air rushing past
Light to the touch
A relief of cool from the burning fire
As you savor the moment
Drawing it all in
And back out again
Lost in your own conceptions of perfection
Summer rain brings the pain
The strain against flying
Hold you back
Adding to the heaviness in your heart
Your soul
Like the shards fragments of
Pieces of glass wedged between
Ripping apart graceful strands
Of your innocence your naiveté
As strings unravel
You give up and surrender
They fray become a tangled mess
Heaps of indigo on the frosty ground
Leaving behind a remainder of the girl
Who once knew how to fly