Just a Pinch
Pretty Bluebird, where you are
Is where I want to be
Content just being in your midst
My heart and mind agree
In quiet contemplation
My thoughts kept to myself
As well as all the different dreams
In books up on the shelf
A constant waltzing heart beat
For you it doesn't rest
You'd recognize the rhythm
If you microphoned my chest
Yet while this goes unnoticed
I'm not just standing there
A million things are happening
Of which you're not aware
It all starts when I see you
Walking through that door
And when you say hello to me?
Butterflies galore!
Inside my senses screaming
Is she really there?
A pinch proves I'm not dreaming
Your presence, I'm aware
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