Call the Doctor
Some people give you butterflies
When staring deep into your eyes,
Or cause peculiar palpitations
Just from your kindly conversations,
But when you're on my mind it seems
You take these feelings to extremes,
One look at me and suddenly
My insides burst with ecstasy,
My tummy's tight, giddy and wild,
Yet nauseous like a seasick child,
This squeezing feeling in my chest
Like carnal cardiac arrest,
Can't fill my lungs with breaths so brisk,
These cramps feel like I've slipped a disc,
One simple smile caused this to start,
It can't be healthy for my heart,
I bump into lampposts and bars
And stroll in front of speeding cars,
You pull me back, check I'm okay
My brain falls out so I can't say,
This strange effect you have on me
Just proves that we are meant to be,
But 'til I work out a prevention
I may need medical attention.
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