Chasing Butterflies

I was wondering about a feeling
   I had just last night.
We were both there, maybe you care,
   and can shed some light.

It happened when you smiled at me,
and your eyes twinkled like the sea.

I was afraid of what you might say
   last night at the dance.
As you might know, I couldn't show,
   couldn't take that chance.

A chill was running down my back,
and butterflies  swept my stomach.

Maybe now that I'm a little more
   calm, cool, collected,
it's time to figure out what I've
   still recollected.

From the stars I caught in your eyes,
since I've chased away the butterflies.

So what do you to say about it today
   (that feeling's still here)?
Is it okay to think this way,
   and show that I care?

I just wanted to let you know,
before I let my feelings show.

-dp- 
1-18-82