Butterflies of Anticipation
Waiting for you...
Madam… to have crossed your path is truly a rarity
Honor… getting to know you because it was destiny
Humbly… I must say
Enraptured… in a blissful way
Writing… to you has been soulful and deep
Receiving… your emails has been a cherished retreat
Rich… is each letter
Anxious… as I await another
Yearning… for the day we can talk without limitation
Nervous… with each hour of expectation
Fluttering… in my stomach growing
Radiance… in the smile my face is showing
Breathless… as I wait for her to appear
Searching… every face as the crowd drifts by
Glimpse… of her silhouette catching my eye
Heart… pounding as I see her approach, I tremble with fear
Hush… is that tapping?
Listen… is that wings flapping?
Butterflies… of anticipation, I can feel them begin to fly
Paralyzed… as I attempt to move my legs but they won’t comply
Numbness… my body feels lifeless
Mesmerized… her beauty leaves me speechless
Interlock… as our eyes meet for the very first time
Entwine… as we speak for the very first time
Fleeting… a moment of hesitation
Escaping… Butterflies of Anticipation
Written By Dr. George Shannon Ferguson
About the Creator
Dr. George Shannon Ferguson
Dr. George Shannon Ferguson. Educator by calling, poet by daily habit. I write about faith, gratitude, love, and the seasons that test us, with some short fiction (and a few ghosts) along the way. Pull up a chair.
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