butterfly eyes • poetry

i once was a young girl, honeycomb heart dripping with liquid memories and stardust dreams.

RECTIS CORDE LAETITIA

the moon mirrors the pallor on my face and i sit here retching songs into stone for you

unfiltered

for when it's dark outside and the stars have started to go missing.

myth

who are the gods? are they us?

STARLESS EYES

to the boy who wanted nonfiction but who I gave poetry to. these are poems I never gave to you. All rights reserved © 2017 immortalitatis- cover by my lovely friend @hurtcopain

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Blots

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Planets

alone, they were lost. together, they are shining. [COMPLETED.]

Starkissed | ✔

❝moon dust in your lungs, stars in your eyes. you are a child of the cosmos and ruler of the skies.❞ she was a glorious being, kissed by the stars, her slender fingers coated with mars dust. carve constellations into her skin, sprinkle planets into her hair, and throw her up into the sky, so that ot...

to chase after shooting stars;

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Of Love At Night | ✓

Galaxies and constellations hung in the balance. I was dangling over the abyss, my hand gripping yours. You were smiling at me. Your eyes looked like stars. You were promising to never let go. And then you did. I looked up at your starry eyes, I scrambled for your fingers for a second, then tumbled from the edge. And...

EXPRESSIONS

I LIE IN DUST AND ASHES, my corpse withers next to you, my love ©2017 WREN #663, #503, #582, #475, #300, #294,#251, #210, #189, #158, #146, #234, #341, #405

NOCTUARY

❝ he was the midnight sky, and she a fading daydream. ❞

The Unlucky Ones

❝ the unlucky ones who have felt love but also death ❞