My hand of thumbs is shaking I am so glad to meet you All tongue-tied and twisted My lips stuck like glue More than a lifetime to say, “How are you?” More than an ocean to cross becalmed. Less than a second to sink in silence. Yours truly, I remain disarmed.
Saw you peeping from the corner. Your eyes seemed to call hello. I’m all too easily mistaken, My feet unsteady as they go.
Was I a suave and confident trickster I would sweep you up and carry you down To raspberry meadows under diamond skies and just mess around. Just mess around.