Elusive Butterfly

Even now, the butterflies in stomach churn- Forbidden fruits which love has failed for sure Than something more than rarity can burn; Remnants from ones gaze and wanting more. AS tremble stricken flutters jolt the spine; This love becomes my lifelong wish to feel Elusive dreams to think that you're all mine To constantly assume that this is real. There's a purity the way your essence moves My soul! With intrigue brings the beacon near, And searching undulating labours smoothe Sees patience as the virtue you must fear. Those eyes of yours preceive to paradise, Where memories of meeting you are found In nightmares to emerge where they suffice To disappear like rain inside the ground. And here to offer much with this request - Like something that my heart can do without The mirage making way performance test Is one I'm still involved with working out.