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Jan 29
Never had time for love
As my buttons were my world
Never cared for zippers
They are awfully wrong

You were on  your bike
And invited me on a ride
I refused vehemently
And I left suddenly

My buttons are my world
They are a statement
The real ones, made of bones
Zippers are too vagrant.

The same night, to my surprise
Again we met and your advice
Was that I should just accept
That ride...a feeling crept…

The next day, at my mom's house
My heart jumped and paused
You were there invited for dinner
Along with your mom,  couldn't be stranger

The third day, reality check
My focus is back, I have buttons to make
Families on me depend
At the button factory, my day I'll spend

I always park in the same spot
You were there again,in my earshot
In front of my favorite cafe
(To gain control, I need to pray)
From you, I need to go away

My car won't start, you call it fate
Your pleading eyes makes me accept
A ride with you on your motorcycle
Might lead to a vicious cycle

My factory is not this way
You take me to the sea instead
There we kiss and my buttons fly
Made of pearls,you're out of mind!

I guess you could call it mind abduction
As I layed with you on the sand, unbuttoned
We were alone and outside it rained
We found deep passion, that's all we cared.

On our  first  year anniversary,
You wear zippers, what controversy!
Yet the jacket is the same
As you said it then, it was fate!

You had the biggest surprise
You went back to find a prize
You found my buttons, the pearly ones
All was perfect and magical!
Inspired by a short story written by a friend of mine, the story line is not mine, yet I wanted to surprise her with a poem inspired by her work! Happy birthday H.C.!
Written by
Carmen Jane  36/F/Seattle
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