Friday, 3 August 2007

its love

When your heart starts to flutter
And you’re tongue tied and you stutter
When you hear the birds a singing
And the bells start a ringing
When you stand there for hours
Just looking at the flowers
When your heart is all aflame
At the mention of her name
Then it’s love.

When you lie in the clover
And you tingle all over
When your heart beats fast
Every time she walks past
When your food’s left on the plate
Every time you have a date
When your heart skips a beat
Every time your lips meet
Does your pulse start to race
When you’re in a warm embrace
When you look into her eyes
Does your temperature rise
Then it’s love.

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