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Sitting here, minding my own business
I hear footsteps, voices, and so I look over
…there you are…
…here they come…
I feel them welling in the bottom of my stomach
They generate such a buzzing heat
Their wings begin to flutter
And they make my cheeks blush
They flutter and fly inside of me
As you walk on by
And then I see your eyes
They connect with mine
I muster up the courage to say Hi
And you reply so sweetly
Such a short moment feels like eternity
…and then you’re gone…
…and then they’re gone…
They wait patiently and still at the bottom of my stomach
Waiting for you to come to me again