when he becomes
more than just a dream,
my heart will beat
the sound of a thousand drums
my soul will ache
with the clinching of needy fists
my mind will race
towards a feminine understanding,
and butterflies will
make sense again.
their existence
somehow unbelievable,
until then.


22 thoughts on “Phantasm

    • Hi, Eric. Lovely to see you here again. Ouch works. 🙂 However, this is less about expectation and more about waiting for the right time. Your positivity is a wonderful encouragement. I’ve watched butterflies on my own – there’s something about sharing them with another. I’m hopelessly romantic. Lol

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