I’m drunk and I wrote this at a party

I’m drunk and in love
Making me feel like a dove
She looks at the floor
As she walks through the door
Because she’s humble and quiet and all things sincere
And I say all of this while in my hand is a beer
I reevaluate my priorities when she is around
If only she could hear my heart and its sound
As it pounds with passion
She moves me into action
But what do I know – I’m drunk

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