The universe scintillates in gradual expansion Brightness sharpening the hovering unsettlement Grasping in the milky white of what opalescence has quivered
Like Cinderella’s slipped glass slipper The prince clutches onto the only sparkle to justify his trusted senses.
Blue sky, butterfly A bask of inspiration Like a gift of Pearl from Long insolvent years of blood hunting notes and words that stale at the sinister lick of scepticism
Of pitifully pinning them to my shaky wall of fame, ravenous for their iridescent wings, those that sparkle to justify my trusted senses.
It is in such moment of blissful ache that life resembles a poker game bet in all for the thrill of lure bet in all for the spook of hollowness
bet in all for the sparkle that justifies our delusional senses.
-jadiebutterfly Always the truth 🦋