I know you are on time.
Eyes
like grey marbles.
I
laugh like my father.
Your
lips read her lies.
And
the man in the corner,
Oh
he’s with me.
Did
I mention I love this tea?
The
song of the evening is a sax love song.
Dance
in my shadow
And
you’ll see the real me.
Fingertips
that read.
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