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Speedway Boy
she seemed like the genuine article
the woman I could love and respect
far from my previous experiences
which were what you might expect
I was a roamer and a schemer
bouncing off women like a ball
on a speedway of hit and miss
love was not on the radar at all
at first glance she was different
quality in the areas that matter
but with a je ne sais quois that
...Thursday 18th February 2021 11:41 am
Outside
soft heels answer
on the sidewalk
i watch the lines
of her hips move
against the shadowed
fabric of her skirt
there's not enough
distance in the brittle
push of early autumn
it shifts the naked
rest of browning leaves
and loves no one
Monday 6th October 2014 3:09 am
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