Their delicate wings
Against the lining of my belly.
Making them flutter to life,
Out of their dormancy.
Of my heart,
The vigorous vibrations and sounds,
Awakening the butterflies.
More of a sickness
Than a fight or flight reaction,
Causes them to swarm.
Sometimes I wish I had more control-
Of the butterflies…
This is among the many poems I wrote in my Creative Writing class during my senior year of College. I really miss that class!