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the oldest trick in the book.

Submitted:Jun 9, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I catch your eye as i saunter to the bar

no need to turn back

as i feel them burning into me

timing your approach

you ask if i would care for a drink?

a quick flash of the smile

a courteous nod..

"margarita on the rocks"

we stop for a while

make light conversation

flattery in full dispersion

phone numbers exchanged

2 digits rearranged

you wont be seeing me again..


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