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.