THESE BUTTERFLIES

There are feelings which can’t be hidden
Their presence call for hearts to do their bidden
And force chariots of fantasies to on them be ridden
Such are the butterflies you give forcing me to dare the forbidden

II
When I think of your homecoming
My abdomen feels like water boiling on fire
It shamelessly acts cunning
To wake my desire
Forcing my quite stomach to take on a thundering

III
Then my ears stand guard
Sifting through cries of cars
Acting like a noisy bard
While my head thinks of perfect bars

IV
My mind acts the worst of all
A hug is swallowed by a kiss
A kiss is gobbled by a bliss
A bliss does the loving call

V
Why only thoughts of your coming
…force these feelings
Force my head to think of what I’m becoming
And the state of my feelings

VI
But hatred is far from the taunts of the wait
And dislike has no place near my state
When butterflies flutter in my stomach
And tenderness runs around as Cupid feeds it luck

VII
In those times
I feel the bell of my heart as it chimes
Such is the nature of your butterflies
While waiting to greet you with alluring cries
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © December 3, 2020