written on april 18th, 2019 11:37 pm
i never understood
the concept of butterflies
in my stomach until i met you
but there weren't monarchs
swarming in my belly
there were wings of bright hues
fluttering around my lungs and crawling
up my throat at the thought of you,
stuffing my mouth until
i was tongue tied at the mere presence of you;
and insects of vibrant colors wiggled up
into my brain turning it into mush
and when my friends tell me that i seem as
if i get butterflies in my stomach when i look
at you, i tell them no they are not in my stomach
they are in my lungs
YOU ARE READING
butterflies in my lungs - a poetry collection
Poetryit is okay to love yourself with your entire being because you deserve the whole damn world
