It was you and me in a field of daffodils
we melted
sunk to the ground. 

My breath got kicked out of my body, as I am gasping for air I see you looking at me. 
A flash of hope, dreams, past, present... now. 
A butterfly lands on my shoulder. 
His wings make the sound of blankets being unfolded. 
It rests. 
It loves. 
It is you. 
Cheek to cheek, skin on skin. 
And everything is perfect In this moment. 
Me the steady buttercup, you the restless butterfly...