For the butterfly, it is out,
For the firefly what is within.
You and I survived this stormy night together,
Both inside and outside.
Our conversations and compromises
Change with the sky and stars
Like the raging storm that passes by.
We fall like wet twigs outside
Like stardust inside.
Let me hold your mind
And eyes
Like my poems hold your body
Like a catalog.
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