And To Think I Saw It On Mulberry Street

Gut Wrench

I've got a gut feeling.
A feeling that churns my insides.
Leaves me always reeling
Like so many roller coaster rides.
Feeling like mass upheaval,
But not in front of my true one.
Her sight settles the evil
That comes back whenever she's gone.
I spill my guts for her pleasure.
Does she like the painting I paint?
Regardless of how she answers
I'll always feel a little faint.
But I get dizzy each time she speaks.
Aphrodisiac, her breath must be.
Express my feelings? Must be weak.
Laugh at my thoughts. They're so funny.