from the 2007 album 'Coming Home to Stay'.
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fiogf49gjkf0d The music played, they were delayed
Alone you sit there
Embarrassed in the coolness of your lair
A perfect image, raven plumage
Casting eyes, accustomed wise to staring guys
Pre-prepared lies
Despite myself, it occurs to me
I think you're just the right size
mmmm
Rising on the tide of a thousand revisions
My body seems to glide with even decisions
Your presence like a glove, fits smoothly the visions
As I turn and meet your eye
Let smiling fade, return to shade
I close my case, we've acknowledged our acquaintance
In this otherwise empty space
I turn away and sideways to you
Orientation relative to you
Careful working, you're such distraction
A question forms, Will you be joined by more?
And just then they walk though the door
Ritually you rise, with greetings and surprise
The bustle of your friends brings the silence to an end
An awkwardness our alter fate
(F#£&!)
I'm glad I chose to wait
Better never than too late.
© 12 February 2002 JMWH
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