Wednesday, December 16, 2020

I GOT TO YOU

FLIRTING
I knocked, and you did not answer
I flirted and you peeked out the window
I danced and you swayed to the music
I laughed and you smiled at me
I got to you
I cared enough to stay and you let me in

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