Dribble

Forgive this piece of nonsense... some things, sometimes, just have to be said.


I mentioned something to you
A wit of truth, or paint;
And you laughed slightly
At my observation.
I didn't care if you laughed or not,
Just wanted to see
Your smile.

And I looked into
Your saucer eyes
Of turbulent opal
And I didn't feel very big.
But very,
Very small.