Moth

July 3rd, 1974 at 10:43 am by Rastaban (Once, Poetry)

A small brown moth
that flew at me
from a place unknown
to make me start
or at least ask why –

Bid me love
and plant my seed
until I’ve shown
from out my heart –
it was a butterfly.

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