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This is something I did shortly after my first date with a girl. |
| Head in clouds It riots loud. A scenic camera dream Is fighting to seem Like a moon lit walk Or beach photo talk While remembering; A young boy tussle flirt, A returned old shirt, And a living room tumble That made me humble. I have found something subtle In a young heart rustle. While getting lost with me You don't look to see My eyes turned down, And a lost boy frown. Living without sound My ears still pound. |