Butterflies

Butterflies dance beneath my toes, My heart beats faster as I take you close, I feel so numb and weak, That I cannot speak, Lost in a maze, For days in your embrace, I touch your thighs, I close my eyes, Our souls do the all the moving, Everlasting is the fuel that our love is consuming, The night grew late, So I'll have to wait, Because surely I must leave, And my lust for your love will turn to grief, Until in your eyes I see, The butterflies that began to rise that you used to set me free.