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Every time he gets around me

I fall weak

Trip on my words

Suddenly can't speak.

The way he licks kis lips

Soft and wet--

My palms get sweaty

My heart jets

He inspires me

To be everything that I can.

It's crazy how i feel this way

About this man.

He calls my name

Like the lyrics to a love song

Carried to me by Cupid himself

Nothing can go wrong.

When I look at him, same body as me

I get scared and back away

Somehow, he makes me smile again

and his Cherry Sweet Kisses convince me to stay...