Tickling Butterflies

A thousand alarms ring
when my mind wanders into tomorrow
and my heart puts you there.

I pull myself back into today
and I have no choice but to smile
at now.

I am wearing your shirt.
I bunch it up in my fist,
pull it up to my face,
and breathe you deep.

Instantly
the essence of you
lets loose the butterflies
always harbored in my stomach
...waiting.

There is so much
I have no control over.
My eyes roll back and rest unseeing
when your fingers lightly touch
my temple, or
trace a line
from my shoulder to my waist.

Last night
you were deep inside of me
in every way.

Tonight I breathe you in,
and the hunger subsides
momentarily.