Butterflies

I hope you know that when I am touching you I basically feel warmth. Like that.

To hold you near me would probably be the greatest miracle you could give me.

To count the constellations on your back one by one…..

To someday name our children and then send them to school as we grow old together celebrating them.

With me dying with you as we take our last breaths and hold each other. Our bodies close and our hands and our hearts intertwined.

A secret?

I shudder at your touch as you give me butterflies.