Every doubt vanished this
                       afternoon when my heart
                       left my brain on the shore
                       to take a dip in the water.
                       My stomach, a mess of
                       nervous excitement. One
                       million butterflies swimming

                       underwater. I don't recognize
                       this feeling until I see it bobbing
                       in the harbour. A small blue boat,
                       its name stretched out across the side:
                                                                   s m i t t e n.


A Butterfly In A Snow Globe