You give me butterflies

But butterflies aren’t free

Each little flutter

Turns me to butter

With every word you utter

You spread it on thick

And I always stick

like

——

You tell my friends it’s

the butterfly effect

One look from you

reverberates down my spine

incarcerates me in time

until your lightest touch

releases ions

on the horizon

of my mind

——

My friends tell me why–

you’re a social butterfly

you flit from bright

light to the next

while I sit to the right

of your ex still

hexed by your effects

—–

That’s why I fly

in butterfly anxiety

That’s why I sigh

with butterflies inside