i forgot how
good
the butterflies from your mouth
feel in my stomach
like hot soup
running down my throat
like soft spoken words
like your lips
touching mine
the way your warm hands
touched my heart
the way you didn't care if you could touch my hips
you'd be happy touching my hair
i'd be happy touching your butterflies
thanks for turning my caterpillars
into
fucking monarchs
you turned me into a monarch
butterfly
