You came to look for my breath hidden in the ribcage.
You flayed me and found a hummingbird perched as a
pendant amid my ribs, swinging delicately over the
blood vessels, turning them into wild roses and nocturnal
butterflies. As I sigh wings waver, words turn into light
breeze that rustles the corollas, lines of intoxicating
velvet breathe in and out, till the scarlet bones sing.