Butterflies
Tender as a butterfly
Your lips flutter by mine,
Brush them lightly,
Softly land on my cheek.
They don't rest long,
Butterflies rarely do.
They are on my neck,
Send shivers down my spine.
Awaken the butterflies
Living in my stomach.
Spread them throughout my body.
My existence now flows
With nothing more than
These butterflies, and you.
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