Feb 16, 2021Feb 16, 2021bercatlizLeave a Comment

No Chance

Any little girl on her own he asked

I sat at the table alone

He repeated the question

I sat silent

He sang

Com On Over To My Place

No chance

Did I imagine his glance?

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