Go Softly

the day I die, unfold me
and watch the butterflies
peel away from my ribcage, finally
untethered. there will be no blood
none left, for life
is filled with bleeding. there will be no tears, for I
have cried enough
already. only snow
falling from my lashes. there will be no beating
from my heart, only singing, for I
will feel no pain. no more kisses
from my lips, no words of unrequited love
just starlight kisses
on your cheek
to remind you that I'm somewhere
no more hurt, and no more longing
no more jealousy or rage
just my body turned to lilacs, weeping willows, soft decay
my fragile spirit
in the sky
if it is lucky to be born
I suppose it even luckier
to die