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March 24, 2005

Bar Games

(Although I would like to)
I cannot grab you tightly
And pull you close to me -
You would only push me away,
Slap my face,
And walk away in justification.
So in knowledge I dance
First to your left
Then to your right
Kiss you and walk away
Just far enough
Turn around and open my coat
Shake my hips left, then right
Close my coat and tie its belt
Turn back around and stroll off
Looking only once over my left shoulder.

Posted by BlueWolf on March 24, 2005 08:27 PM