"He Was Tall" - Laura Osnes

ELLA

He was tall, very tall

And his eyes were clear and blue

He was slim, very slim

In his coat of snowy hue

When he walked across the ballroom floor

He was like a thing divine

And all the ladies turned their heads

And naturally I turned mine

The chandeliers were shooting stars;

The drums and horns and soft guitars

Were sounding more like nightingales;

The window curtains blew like sails;

And I was floating just above the floor

Feeling slightly taller than before

He was tall, very tall

And his eyes were clear and blue…