Butterflies

Butterflies

A Poem by Adora.xo
"

bleh

"

How do I tell him that...

His syllables sink into my pores

And push my p-u_l-s_e- until I can’t

Breathe.

That it gets faster and faster

Until the friction of his gravelly

Voice against my

Nerves

Sends shockwaves into my

Everything.

That those tiny

        infinite

sparks

ignite          my           thoughts

Until all that is left is my words

                                          Melted

Like liquid gold,

Sliding down my s-p-i-n-e

Into the pit of my stomach.

How do I tell him that

I am quite certain,

That’s where butterflies come from,

From the shivering knots in my belly...

Bursting forth to meet his words

With nervous giggles.

How do I tell him? 


© 2014 Adora.xo



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Your work really speaks to me, It is all so very well written and with such emotion. I hope to read more from you soon.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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you're awesome...you have so much life and emotion in your work, you burn and yearn and stir emotions with such ease. you show us the reality within reality, what is really happening during simple things such as conversations.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Adora.xo

3 Years Ago

Thank you again! I'm so glad that you enjoy my work! It's easy, I think, to get caught in a fleeting.. read more
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I Love you presentation of your poetic words...Lovely. How do you tell him? Just tell him. :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


This is absolutely STUNNING... from the posing question to the exquisite diction and the beautiful love story unfolding...... this is what 'being in love' feels like....

Beautifully penned...

YB

Posted 3 Years Ago



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Adora.xo
Adora.xo

The One That's Non-Existant As Far As You're Concerned., British Columbia, Canada



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