The butterflies in your stomach
The blush on your cheek
Feelings you can't hold back
The symptoms of love sick
It makes you breathless
It makes your heart thump
Makes you care even your careless
Light your room like a lamp
You can't deny it all
You can't hide the truth
When you started to fall
Even your young and in youth
Now wait for your true love
And be contented for what you have
A/N:I really love to write poems.
