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Garry Apr 2017
I still
recall
how we first met

Catz JCR
1984

crowded bar
eyes met
love at first sight?
Not quite

Though
there was
much liking
me to to you
one way
I had nothing
you wanted

you had
dark hair
crooked smile
and
dancing eyes to die for

We talked
you laughed
I grumbled

Your friend
bought me a pint.
I was sad
it wasn't you.

We drank
you left
I drank some more
and went
to bed.
Alone

Months later
in a punt
random chance
beer picnic
botle opener?
No chance.

Punt side cap removal
I taught you.
You tried it
hurt your finger.
I was sad.
you were happy
bandaged hand
essay excuse.

We fell in love
your crooked smile
and
dancing eyes to die for
My car
and hairy shoulders

Years later

you still
have crooked smile
and
dancing eyes to die for
now own own car

I have
....
hairy back and you
Mostly my poems are pure make believe - especially the ones about murdering people, honest.  
This one is exactly how I met my wife.
She didn't much like me.  I have a thing for eyes.

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