Butterflies are swooping around my heart
My words run inside my head
They’re not allowed to escape
Because one wrong move or word scares the ferocious male, running into the inner child
And dancing with destiny is much more fun than any planned attack
I seal my fate through pierced lips and utter an ounce of trust
“Why?”
Oh no
Smiles
Deep breaths
Longing looks
The child has grown into a man
Returning looks and words
Surprisingly the feelings are mutual
A deep breath
A long kiss good-bye
But not forever
Just until the phone rings