My face unchanged
My brow relaxes
Into a smile
Only those that know me
Would ever recognise
In my eyes
The tiniest crease
A wicked glint
In the moment
Between you and I:
The touch of humour
My face unchanged
My brow relaxes
Into a smile
Only those that know me
Would ever recognise
In my eyes
The tiniest crease
A wicked glint
In the moment
Between you and I:
The touch of humour
