Wrapped

I feel like

I’m stepping into a chrysalis

Sure that the exhaustion in my midst is so

I can kiss the inside of my cocoon

Sleep soundly, and come back

I’m tired, and even this poem conspired to show me that

So I’ll lay back again

My friend…

Even butterflies need rest to bloom…

-AmaRose

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