There are layers to these butterflies lined in my stomach fluttering from my eyes. They float across the table brushing your skin one wing at a time and I begin to cocoon into your thoughts and my breath full of gentle sighs pounding from my chest making me realize the shift of the hearts sound with swift flight from ground to sky I'm in the midst of you and all these butterflies
Reason for writing:
First date butterflies and all hype that doesn't last
Birth sign: Aries
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