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Doe-eyed girl across the bar Acting a shy two-step in the corner No doubt this is a night not for you - a night where one must evade man. No doubt many wish to remove you from this venue - Wish to feel the wetness of your lips - Wish to hear the squelch, slap, and drip of intimacy. I am no different than many. But, doe-eyed girl, I also wish to join your shuffle - and turn acting into dancing. Doe-eyed girl - We can hold each other in a swaying upright embrace 'til the dye of your red shirt stains my hand, and the blue of your jeans rubs off on my finger. But, for now, I admire in between my own act - in my own corner.
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 2:10 PM UTC
Deer in Headlights
Doe-eyed girl across the bar Acting a shy two-step in the corner No doubt this is a night not for you - a night where one must evade man. No doubt many wish to remove you from this venue - Wish to feel the wetness of your lips - Wish to hear the squelch, slap, and drip of intimacy. I am no different than many. But, doe-eyed girl, I also wish to join your shuffle - and turn acting into dancing. Doe-eyed girl - We can hold each other in a swaying upright embrace 'til the dye of your red shirt stains my hand, and the blue of your jeans rubs off on my finger. But, for now, I admire in between my own act - in my own corner.
alijan-ozkiral
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 2:10 PM UTC
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