The butterflies’ locomote about in my stomach
I try to calm them but they insist to see you

They get so overwhelmed at the sound of your name
I tell them to hush
But they never comply


If you listen closely
When my heart skips
You can hear them flutter

They crave your presence in order to contain composure
When you’re holding me they are tranquil
But make any sudden movements and you might awake them
For some reason you’re the only person that can kindle them


I’ve never actually seen them
But I know they are there

They yearn for you

They make me a little nauseous sometimes
But it’s a wonderful thing
And I hope they never leave


Because as long as they stay
I know I’ll always love you