Butterfly in Tatters...

A butterfly in tatters...
Its colours, fading away...
Like the fate of a tree
Banished by a storm...
Except blue.
Cold. Violent.
And I couldn't put it together again,
The butterfly in tatters....
I spent my tears
On your decay,
Hoping there was an answer
To your fragility...
But you
Ceased to remain.
I held you to the Sun,
I begged the Spring
To rejuvenate
Your glimmer,
That once was...
To seize 
Your shortlived destiny
With my helpless mortality...
But you, unperturbed
Lay there...
Unfastened, broken
Like a butterfly in tatters....