Her looks make me wonder
if maybe she knows
the rhythm of our bodies
the ebbs and the flows

I'm sure you said nothing
and  I really don't care
with rage in her eyes
she has begun to stare

We did nothing wrong
trust me I'd know
I've done wrong before
and one feels quite low

You are the perfect fit of awkwardness
between your laugh and her smile
inform her it happened just once
where you are bound to last more than a while

I wasn't trying to start something
you were simply there at the time
just an effortless echo to distant rhyme
that though I wanted it, was never quite mine