In a fragile vase In your chamber are Preserved butterflies That when touched by A brilliant sun ray Turn to mother-of-pearl, Pieces of iridescent Evening sky Or opaline glimmer Of velvety wings; There the azure Daughters of the air, Mercurial wings Now fixed forever, Wings that traversed Unexplored valleys That like the desires Of your enamored soul Seem, at dawn, To be revived When you unlatch Your windows and sun Explodes in your eyes And in crystalline panes.
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