Nothing is small when it makes a person
Feel like this, bubbling and glowing like
A new forged fire, flickering, rising
And falling with each hope, each moment
Of sheer bliss.
A few short words, normal mundane things,
But enough to start the tiny flutter
Of butterfly wings in the heart, no
Thought of fear, nothing but thrilling
A few seconds staring into space, thinking
Of nothing more than how it feels to be alive,
How the heart pounds and nerves spark and
How thrilling to be young, thrilling to be
Alive, thrilling to know you, and thrilling
To be moi. Now time to stop dreaming and
Start to live the dream, simply brilliant.