Butterflies

Whisper, dear air, into my lovers ears
and send the message of love and care.
Your job is not hard, for he is near.
My senses are stronger then one can expect;
Especially of those well dear.
His every movement is full of meaning;
yet when my back is turned;
The air is full of spark feelings;
Knowing he is behind me.
But only I shall receive those messages,
back from the air if the feelings are true.
My stomach turns,
as wings begin to flutter inside of me.