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Fri 10 Oct, 2003 04:30 pm
Do you see her dancing
right there, out there
just chancing
She moves with a secret beat
Only her ears can here
Walking up the street
Flowing hair
moving with steps
not one care
The sidewalk ends
A red light for her
A look to me she sends
A smile graces her face
The walk signal begins
Of her I want to taste
She walks to me
At least I think
In my bed I see
Black eyes of steel
Lips full and soft
Her I can now feel
Don't walk away
I'm enthraled
Please stay
She's gone
nothing I can do
except be withdrawn
Lizzy
I would like to see you try a hand at turning your expression to short story writing a time or two.