Butterflies...

Something like a cluster of bubbles
rumbling along the perimeter of my stomach
try taking me on in huddles
only to test their luck...

My heart thumps a little more than normal
not used to this unsettling surrounding
and gives out a tamed chortle
amid emotions compounding...

I let my
thoughts gather,
breath unwind,
eyes blink in blank gazes,
fingers shiver,

And I let those butterflies be...
grow free
with new esprit
I let them be part of me...