You disarm me in such an alarming fashion
as if this feeling is like anything
I have felt before. Where does one even begin?
With the butterflies that reside inside of me,
the size of giants, stirring up wellsprings of my
inner being with sentiments of your fancy
and comely eyes on iridescent wings.
You delight me to reunite truth and beauty
just as I wish for my lips on your hand,
through a soft whisper, sumptuous beyond lovely.
