Butterfly Wings

I talk to you,
And in my stomach,
I can feel a fluttering,
Just like a thousand,
Butterfly wings,
We say goodbye,
And you hold me,
In your arms,
And I can feel,
Just for a heartbeat,
Your lips touch,
My left cheek,
And it feels like,
Butterfly wings,
And even after you go,
I feel so happy,
That if I wanted to,
I could fly,
As though I had grown,
My very own pair of,
Butterfly wings.

~*A/N - This is a bit disjointed, and I don't know whether it works or not.
Please tell me what you think.