L’oublie de libellule

~ Lia
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Image: “the dreamer” by Patricia Ariel via Instagram

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Your bloom glowed on drying wings as I shed my nymph’s shell

Such an eye you had for beauty; made even me look well

Under your gaze, I lay breathing air as fire

I crouched a first-day dragon, leaving shining lake and mire

Not knowing how to fly without tearing sky asunder

Every blade of grass, a green and towering wonder

Your breath on my wings

Dried their rainbow filaments

Your body above me like god’s living embodiment

Now I don’t remember, if I ever learned to soar

Inside my mind, only silence roars

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My own wings, I abhor

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Please lake, open the door

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Let me breathe fire

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No more

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Image (taken by me): dragonfly lakeside near its own nymph husk

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(Title translation: The forgetfulness of the dragonfly)

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