I should have told her
I should have said
You’re too beautiful to be looking at books
And she would know
That it meant I thought she was gorgeous
Standing there on a 6-inch pedestal
Just high enough for her to fall into my arms
But before I could say another word
She clasped her hand over my mouth
The one with a tattoo along the ridge of her thumb
It said smile
And that’s what she was making me do
Read a line from this which you’ve tweeted, got me interested in checking your blog. And that made me wonder why I haven’t done so before. Keep writing.
I definetly will. And spread the word!