What I shouldn’t tell you in a whisper or a yell
are all the things that make you better-off without a tail.

I shouldn’t tell you that you’re beautiful,
that you’re voice sounds like a tune.

I really shouldn’t let you know
your face lights up in June.

I never meant to give in and let it be known that you,
are the center of my world
and no one else would do.

I really shouldn’t tell you that you’re the best there is.

I really shouldn’t convince you that there’s not a better friend.

I really shouldn’t rub you right, too much, or just enough.

I spoil you a little more with every single blush.

I really shouldn’t let you know how much I really owe you.

I really shouldn’t give a hint that I deeply know you.

I really shouldn’t say you’re perfect, shouldn’t throw a bone,

cuz if tell you, you may think, you’re better off alone.

Jay Horne is an author and publisher out of Bradenton, Florida. He is a husband and father of four.

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