I walk over streets frozen with fear
I crawl through tunnels of bravery
I’d travel an entire light-year
To catch a moment of you
How tall are words bleeding from your mouth
I lick them and smear them over insecurities
I wrap them with silence
And tie a pretty bow over truth
If only lies had butterfly wings
And soft landings
Were they short-lived
And weightless
Or sat bundled in a cocoon
Per chance they were released in the night
And lit up like fireflies
Could we catch them easily?

© Delia Ross. 2020

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