Sweaty palms and bouncy butterflies,
Cover my anxiousness
And ugly lies.
There's something about the way he's wild,
That un-creases my frown and makes me smile.
You're my sunshine when everything’s dark,
Whether I’m at home, in love or in a park.
So I’ve bottled up my little joy,
And I’ll swig you when I want
Just don't forget you are my toy
To play with and taunt.
When I’m with you I feel so giddy,
Everything’s shiny, everything’s pretty.
But if I’m honest and nothing but true,
I think I’m becoming slightly addicted to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem