Familiar Flutters
Familiar Flutters
Outbursts of butterflies float from the pit of my
stomach to the rifts of my ribs in a sweet explosion.
Though this belly of love has been their home for
many years, they have grown accustomed to my
transparent frame and refuse to leave—not that
I want them to go. I have also grown accustomed
to the fluttering wings that tingle against the chasms
of my body as I stare at your face. Though I wonder
why they haven’t flown away to the young hearts of
new love, I welcome them with open arms because
no residence could provide more warmth or affection
than the place they call home.
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Beautiful
Very beautiful!
“my
transparent frame” “sweet explosion” – super.
these are definitely the good butterflies. i’d also like to add that even though it’s an internal feel, butterflies are actually a sign of good luck in Native American culture and that can be good for *L* word and other things as well. very nice piece and here it could be that you yourself are good luck as well.
Love this.
Your words are beautiful and inspire a deep resonance that reminds me of days past, that I know will occur again. Thank you for opening your heart and offering such beauty. I am nominating you for The Very Inspiring Blogger Award. Keep writing and expressing your open heart. http://leadourlives.com/2013/02/16/inspiring-blogger-award-wow/
Thank you so much! I am so glad you enjoy my writing