Butterflies in My Stomach
A strange feeling we all get, from time to time.
Butterflies in My Stomach
A gentle flutter, soft and low,
A feeling only I can know.
A nervous pull, a quiet thrill,
A tiny dance I can’t keep still.
They rise and fall, they twist inside,
A mix of fear and musical joy collide.
No words to speak, no strings to pluck,
Just butterflies in my stomach.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Good job on a feeling we all have from time to time for whatever reason.