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Lepidoptera
My wings are my most coveted feature.
Scaled and dusty, patterned to excess
The hues mingle with the mallow
Where I have stopped to drink
I grip the petals, sipping greedily
Until a shadow passes overhead
And I take my leave

I flit between blooms,
Cautious, hungry,
My coloration a target
Glued to my back
It is impossible not to...