Yesterday night, jogging on the street
You found that You were alone.
You looked around once then twice
You made sure there were no eyes.
A mischievous smile rose on your face
And you danced in middle of the road.
Danced and danced, until my dog barked
When you, my fancy dancer, ran like hell.
1 comment:
Nice! Was that an experience or a thought? If it is the first, well penned, if the latter then your mind spoke like an incorrigible flirt :P
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