In The Middle Of It All Poem by Phil Soar

In the middle of it all, is you
At the centre of my world
At the outside of my mind
Across my many thoughts
Interrupted only by my vision of you
Listening to the moods that envelop your words
Wondering if you were more angelic, would you fly?
Would I catch you?
Or would I be frightened of damaging your wings?
My heart flutters when we meet
Like a butterfly before it rests on nectar rich flowers
You are the middle of it all