When i'm thinking of you, chills trace my spine.
Butterflies dance in my stomach,
Swinging on a vine.
Driving fast to get to nowhere I watch you flutter by,
Collecting idiosyntric beats to move with you in time.
You rock to the rhythm; words seeping from your chest.
Your wings stretch around me and your color wraps the rest.
And soon I hope my fluttering will beat in time with you.
Show me how you learned to fly, and teach me to fly too