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Whiskey Dreams and Drunken Drivel
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
she smiled at you
it’s seems just out of reach
the touch,
the kiss
she’s coming as you’re going
your innocent glance
a lost chance
a brush of skin
her scent
as her smile disappears on the way
green, blue, brown…
no matter,
she smiled at you
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