Anticipation

A flutter of butterflies, all
Shining and new, leave a delicate
Dusting of excitement over the
Trail they cover. Sooner or later
The fluttering grows deeper, a stronger
Stampede comes through, a rowdy
Group of rhinos lead the charge.

It sizzles in blood, thoughts dissolve into
Sighs, gosh the anticipation is high…

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