My Butterfly, My Sweetheart

for Z.F.

I never meant to hurt you

Or cut off your wings

For your heart soars on

Even without them…

Even without me.

I never wanted to betray you

Or tear your heart wide open

My mistakes were unforgivable

And I am sorry…

For doing what I did,

For lying to you,

For everything

I now understand that to hold you

I must open up my hands

Allow you breathe and see light

So that your wings will grow again

Your trust will be renewed

Your heart restored

And your fear of flying once more

Will disappear…

Into the wind above which

You will soar.