Butterflies
After all this time--
You still give me butterflies.
My heart beats faster--
And when you touch me,
My breathing slows.
Everythiing I am is yours.
You still give me butterflies.
My fingertips burn for you,
My Body aches.
After all this time--
You still give me butterflies.
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