The butterflies fly within my stomach My throat closes up so tight My mouth goes dry My hands clam up and my knees go weak You say what's up to me In that stupid tone of voice And my own smile breaks my face You talk to me and my heart flutters Goosebumps appear You touch my back so softly I just beg for more One kiss goodnight Although it happened before And I thought I diedBirth sign: Libra
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