The nicest, subtle things- br The tiny flutter of br Just the Right Cold br flipping up br and down br The slide of your neck; br The little pink, socked feet- br Pointed, like a br miniature ballerina's, br Tip-tapping their heels br Against the bottom of the bleachers; br The slight but overwhelming feeling br That I'd like to br Put you in my pocket br And never stop smiling, br Knowing that flutter br Is always right there br Beneath this hard, metal surface.