from every angle
he liked the look of her
to him
sounds she made were like music
and that smile shamed the sun
when she turned to go
he was at a loss
for the right action
if he could find the words
that would give her knowledge
of the drummer tapping in his breast
permit her to overlook
the hunger in his eyes
what moves could he make
to insure that
they would not part still strangers
JRS
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