lovebug,
dressed in red fashions,
you come to me each Winter,
staying in the warmth
of the room, along a window pane
above the furnace, still
as the picture on the wall,
fluttering about, once in awhile,
and I don't know why.
dotted like eyes,
black spots mistaken for cancer
but they're just freckles
along your nose,
off-brown constellations
love
(bug)
love bug,
my furnace baby
in the rocking chair,
hiding her wings
(love)
bug
I'm painting your portrait
on fingernails, holding you
like a newborn,
in my hand
my palm the station,
fingers extended like runways
and your heart the destination
popping up on the radar
love bug,
you can call me home
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