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Aug 2012
Subliminal signs come my way,
Even the way you lick your lips seems to say,
that you want me.
Some certain look in your eye,
and your body,
it taunts me.
Tell me I'm crazy, call me a fool,
it's just that I notice the way you move.
You think I don't see when you lean close to me?
Or hear you whisper so pretty?
Go 'head,
Shake your head no,
say you don't know,
that you do to me,
what you know,
is making me
crazy.
I can't help but pick up on your perfume,
or notice right away when you
hide your glance from across the room.
So dizzy crazy,
You won't admit it,
Give it up,
You've already given it away.
Come on,
and tell me,
you dig me, baby.
L Gardener
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