Why does my heart flutter
at the slightest glimpse of your face?
Why does my pulse race
when I see your sauntering grace?
Why does my breath catch
every time your eyes find mine?
Why are there flutterlings in my belly
when that shirt betrays your waistline?
Why does the world seem to halt
when you look at me and smile?
Why do my arms reach for you
even though they know they will be rebuked?
Why do these lips yearn for thine
when they know it’s wrong, yet so right?