Saturday, January 14, 2012

Encounters


Act 1
Times you act
Like you’re not what you are
Everyone questions
You know its fact

What you say
What you do
It is pure and
Good

You go off instinct
Off a gut that lingers
For something more
Something so soft in your fingers

Flowing brown hair
A smile worth a million words
A body and mind
That shows the beauty in the world

 A talk that is fluid
Like you never didn’t know her
The most natural thing
That makes your heart sing

A chance encounter
Something with a little liquid courage
That turned out to be
Just your bowl of porridge

You couldn’t stop looking at her
You couldn’t stop talking to her
You met an angle
That you didn’t want to let away
To another night of regret
To another night of content

That voice, that talk
The stuff that made her
Do that walk

The whole package
The real McCoy
I hope I see her again
I hope I didn’t annoy

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