My…my…beauty, the exhilaration and terror
A mysterious fluster spreading… exceeding my lungs, yet through my heart
The rush of zest and thrill- laughter and ecstacy
… my breath is nonexistent
My heart… already brimming, on the brink anticipation… beats the drum a little differently… missing not a single skip: the note remixes and twirls
A stirring sense emotion is unexplainable and not expected… I just can’t explain
The feels of comforting heat flushes… headed towards cheeks… feeling like home near the fire, sipping on my hot chocolate, marshmallows dipped me escaping into a sugar rush, no snowstorm could ever compete
That’s what butterflies do… beauty and warmth as I laugh filled up in joy and contentment
The coziness and rhythm
The thumping within my heart, all in formation, in choreography – in collateral accompanied by my lungs all towards my brain
That’s what butterflies do…
They make me believe that I exist beyond this world towards heights…
I never knew I could fly above
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