my mind starts to drift and the walls seem to fade as the wind placidly calms; my heart became staid. every sense of you lingers; touch, smell and taste begging for your hands secured around my waist.
vulnerable. susceptible. safe. protected.
i'm terrified but excited; so eager to be frightened
these butterflies i refuse to ignore.
it's been awhile since i've written and of course it's about you