The butterflies
in my stomach
have been feasting
on your charm for
so long that they've
evolved into fire-
breathing baby
dragons.
YOU ARE READING
It Happened Tomorrow
PoetryA collection of oneliners, thoughts, poems and all sorts of gooey crap...
words fly away like butterflies and baby dragons.
The butterflies
in my stomach
have been feasting
on your charm for
so long that they've
evolved into fire-
breathing baby
dragons.
