her hand lays in his chest
his heart bits hard...about to explote.
her hand breaks through his skin, his flesh, his bones
she grabs his heart in her hand
she caress it softly
he is in a concious sensation of blosson
he desintegrates himself in a shiny beautifull dust
she breathes the dust that he is
while her colorfull wings grow
she floats in the air
the world around is in bloom
for she-butterfly...