*brutal honesty is welcomed here*
Flutter Flutter Little heart
You cause waves in my mind
And makes my soul part
You weave and grind
You are going to be the end of me
Sometimes you fly
Sometimes you fall
Dust yourself off; you may try
And leap at hope
Then you may suddenly reduce to a mope
Then with out manner
You blame your host
Who has tried her most
To keep you together
You whisper to the brain
Who tries to keep your waves tame?
I do you little devil
I am your own personal maim
…and game
