Tea-cups And Sand

You are butterfly scales in
cracked tea-cups.
You are the kind of waves
that erase footprints
from the sand.

You swim in the
dolphins' bloodstreams
and let them know they're
alright.
And I forgot your
firefly essence in
the rush of getting ready.

I'm sorry.

You are whippoorwills with
fake
wings
in treebranches I can't see.

And your feathers smell like revolution.

Spectacular. Simply spectacular. :3

Tehe, thankies! ^^

:3 That's so beautiful!