A poem about the flips your stomach does in the face of new love.
Belly swirling, tummy twirling, chest pounding,
heart racing, head spinning, fists clenching,
toes squeezing, hands sweating.
Butterflies!
Eyes opening, mouths closing.
You give me Butterflies. I like it.
This is a very lovely poem! 
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