Butterflies In My Stomach!

As your wings flutter,
Rising graciously before they fall,
Your fine figure glides
gracefully, capturing the show at this grand ball

Except you are no luscious lady ,
You are a butterfly – cunning, thin and tall.
My heart is the rhythm I hear,
And when darkness sets inside, you begin your dance in my stomach- weakening its very walls!

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