Friday, November 09, 2007

Meeting

Once my muse,
Object of my affection
In what direction do you pass
Can I ask ? Make some connection
Or maybe a correction.
And she just going for a swim
Pinches straight thinking
God it's him.
So what you up to, how you been
Oh, you know
Can't talk right now, gotta go
Maybe one day
You come by and see a show.

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