Sunlight days, memories
Aching for a feeling
We chase the butterflies in our stomachs,
Across yellow lawns,
Maybe we’ll catch those little bugs,
And spend the whole night talking.
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Alicia Jones Poetry 
“We chase the butterflies in our stomachs”,
this line is truly evocative. I won’t soon forget it.
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