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bartender
Contributed by
ashrich
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Thursday, 22nd April 2010 @ 08:53:24 AM in AEST
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oops
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Looking at you with the corner of my eye,
Thinking to myself if you are that type of guy.
Watching you move from here to there,
Can't really do anything else but stare.
Walking towards you my bones stiffen up,
Yet I finally reach you and ask for a cup.
Your smile is warm and calms me down,
We then look at eachother and do not make a sound.
I then say, "Thank you", and walk away.
Tomorrow i will tell you, tomorrow is another day.
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2010-04-22 08:53:24]
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Re: bartender
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by DarkWolf on
Thursday, 22nd April 2010 @ 09:39:10 AM AEST
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| this poem is very well written and painted a picture in my mind as I read it. |
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