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Another Drink

I see her at the party surrounded by her friends. She's clearly busy.. That's OK, I just need time to work out some incredibly clever and witty banter.  I'm good with words.  I can weave letters together into aural silk.  In the meantime....I should get Another drink I see her at the window. an inebriated man is attempting to woo her, unsuccessfully. He clearly is unaware of his boorish nature She looks on.   I know when I talk to her I will make her heart dance and her ears will be massaged with the gentle sounds of love and adoration.  In the meantime my cup is empty...I need Another drink I see her in the hallway.  The night is nearly over I walk to her, straight as I'm able through blurry vision She notices me I open my mouth, ready to spill forth a tidal wave of intellect, a hurricane of insight. "mumblecutemumbleprettymumble" She walks away sigh I need another drink.
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j-a-doetsch
40 / M / American
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Jan 8, 2012
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