Nutter-Butter
Nutter-Butter
Thoughts of him touching
me stirs my heart to flutter.
My head floods with emotions
and fantasies, it clutters.
When he calls me on the
phone I stammer and stutter.
When he tells me he loves me,
I melt like butter.
Trying to steer this sinking ship
is like a boat with a broken rudder.
I sit all day in a daze, when people
ask me questions all I do is mutter.
I’m in love with
this nutter-butter!
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