Swivet

(A state of nervous excitement)

I began to love her smile,
Her eyes, how they shine?
I'd love more of her wine
To fill my belly like butterflies.
No, I won't whine,
But I'm often shy,
Just stay here for a while,
With you, I can fly,
I've got wings and I know why;
You darling, are the reason why.
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