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Until Now
She was smart,
She was savvy,
Had his heart in seconds,
Of course, she was a looker,
Sexy eyes that caught everyone
Within looking distance and farther,
I don`t think the quill
And the inkwell ever met,
They didn`t have that,
We know something
You don`t know, about them,
Oh sure there was chemistry,
It was oozing, the savoir faire
To fool you, but I think
It was just one of those
Strange friendships that
Strictly hormone driven
People could never believe
Or understand, get it on,
Well, you know what they say,
When the timing is right
And the stars align anything
Could happen, but I think
This is one of those
Mystic mysteries
That I`ve only read about
Until now. Stephen Nesbitt © . |
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