BUTTERFLIES INSIDE MY STOMACH!

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 Butterflies Inside My Stomach!

Lord, I’m only a man!

When I was just a kid, we used to be fascinated by the colourful butterflies.

We loved to play with these harmless heavenly creatures. A real boy wouldn’t dare hurt a butterfly!

God never ceases to amaze us. We never knew that this act of playfulness, was the actual lesson of life!

Then, one fine sunny morning, there she was, shining brighter than my day.

Her eyes looking at me like a Mona Lisa! Her gliding walks made her float right to my face.

Like a bolt of lightning, her beautiful smiling face, immediately filled my stomach with butterflies!

Wow ! Thembi, how did you do this to me?

This once in a lifetime thrill, like puberty, was never repeated!

Once I used to chase butterflies but now this woman, has just filled my stomach with the same butterflies.

Butterflies inside my stomach! Life O life! Why do you play such gratifying games with the young man, only to leave him high and dry?

Dear Cupid. I wonder! O I wonder…



Butterflies Fondly Written By: Sydney Pikelela Gutyugwa 
©March 30th, 2025
Featured Title Song: Interlude 
From The Title Album: Between Us
Smooth Jazz Artist: Steve Cole
© 2000



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