The Polish Boy # 1

I feel the butterflies in my stomach
I keep drifting into my own world
Day dreaming about the possibilities
Wondering if I can make you mine
I feel the weakness in my knees
When I’m in your presence
But somehow in all this, I feel calm
And your presence makes me feel safe
I’m so afraid of what you would think
If you knew the desires of my heart
I’m falling helplessly, does this show?
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