Sweaty palms and thundering hearts,
Fidgeting feet and shifty eyes,
Stuttering sentences and nervous gulps,
When I see you I get butterflies.
I hear you like me,
And my hope starts to rise,
I still remember our first kiss,
I can still feel the butterflies.
Standing at the alter, saying our vows,
Feeling so happy I could die,
You state I do, your eyes boring into me,
Your voice, it gives me butterflies.
Still together when old, our love still strong,
We promised - forever, you and I.
And through the wrinkles and the old person smell,
You still give me butterflies (:
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