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When you kiss me I get those feeling
You know the feelings,
First the one that most will describe as "butterflies" 
But with you they are not"butterlies"they are fluttering and tickleing,
But, after awhile, they are sliceing and cutting my insides,
these "butterflies" as you like to call them they are like small shreds of paper,
trasforming from a light and feathery tickle into a slicing paper cut from inside.
 
The second feeling i get with you and your touch,
Is like when you are a simple and shreaking child at play,
Like when you are on a swing and reach the top,
And you do not know whether you are going to make it back to earth,
Or if you are going to be plummeted into space with the stars and angels,
Although this feeling is momentarily scary,
Your heart beating fast and rocketing against your chest.
Your mind and heart say "no this is dangerous you are going to get hurt"
And yet you carry on and ignore them acting blind and deaf to their warnings,
Enjoying this moment of you showing a possible affection towards me.
Ignorent of learning from the past and hoping this time will be different.

Someday soon will I once again wish I had listened to their warnings and taken good note of 
what they have to say.

Maybe this time I should staple postit notes with a "danger! warning on your back as you 
turn and walk away; to remind me and others.
And perhaps I should staple a few to the inside of my eyes?
That way I can not help but take note of the warnings.
Closing my eyes and trying to ignore them would not work .
YES! that is the answer! I shall staple postit notes and no more will you break my heart or 
others!
and If others do not see the ones I stapled to your back I will find them and with a smile I 
shall simply hand over;
A stapler and a stack of postits then turn and walk away :)
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