dead petals

 

I thaw my heart with cinders
not even with the glowing
evaporating embers.

After years I let the air
cool me.

The smoke you notice 

is what I wanted to say,
left burning.

We were nothing more than
strangers
endangered like bees
that make honey.

All I wanted was to see you happy,
dancing your butterfly-like wings

moving my laughter
from one flower to another.

I didn't want to be here
to see dead petals.
                -V I L L A N U E V A
08.10.21