You saw me...

(Sometimes being single is so hard... so why not pretend to not be? Then not be...)


You saw me,
But I saw we…
Defiantly feeling it was meant to be
Seeing how you step through was vexing me
I had to play your game if only just to see
Choices… choosing… then we speak
You told me you were new here…
But I knew here you did mingle…
So granted protected you started not so true
So I did me to protect me and you
Seeing you fine, I lied…
“I would indeed give you time
If I was single”
Tempted to visit your chimney chummily like Kris Kringle
As chiming bells start to jingle you walk away
Nose all crinkled
though they soon to fade away
I mean the wrinkles…
But that shape should stay…
And so should that sway…

We catch a chat a different day…

You caught me looking this time
Wondering in mind if I’ve found the time
I noticed you noticing me bout to go blind
Wishing I was close to you…
Feeling to lie was unkind.
But for … true suitors all over canvassing for you…
Still acting like you got a man too
So does that mean I’m yo boo?
You mouth to me of course it do!
Shocked and amazed I’m thinking “she can read thoughts too?”
Forgetting when in deep thought what my lips do…
Undoubtedly confessing all my thoughts to you…
And you dugg it
And you caught the Kringle bit…
The crinkled nose ?
She nodded, Yes that was it…

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