In fleeting flicks of fervent flutters,
Unbanished feelings freely sway
Formed from limerent, flippant shudders

A force that'***** me like no other,
Calls the light I beg away
What room have I, in heart, for flutters?

"Leave me to my sighs and mutters..."
I hear my frigid heart relay,
Too fragile for these wild shudders

Brought to burning, stammering stutters
Nervous thoughts, frost-brought, decay
In pacing, panicked, manic flutters

This old and weary heart will utter
A word of warning ere I stay
Recompense for past love's shudders

Do I exaggerate these flutters?
Formed from limerent, hopeful shudders?