Curiosity's spell

Excitement:
Giddy like a child
Is the way I become
Just at the hint,
Of meeting you.

Butterfly's wings
Beat steadily in my stomach.
As though I was defying gravity

My imagination sprung anew;
As though I hadn't yet
A concept of this cruel world.
Hoping as any young boy would...

To someday find the brilliant pot of gold,
Waiting beneath the rainbow.

To someday... meet you.