The Beating of Butterfly Wings
A littany of tiny little kisses on the mouth
making the heart race, and the eyes sigh
A bed sheet wrapping that leads to longing
warm skin, finger brush , suddenly a rush
We arrive at the same time, like the beating
of butterfly wings...
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