When it tickles in your toes
unable to keep a straight face
cheek to cheek a grin of white teeth
warm inside feelings of rosy pink
that moment when everything is right
no matter the height or lousy sight
when theres never a fight
that can break the bright in spite of love taking a flight
Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
When it tickles in your toes
unable to keep a straight face
cheek to cheek a grin of white teeth
warm inside feelings of rosy pink
that moment when everything is right
no matter the height or lousy sight
when theres never a fight
that can break the bright in spite of love taking a flight
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