Looking up from her paperback novel over the wire rimed hexes
She smiles a knowing smile then looking back to her pages
Her hair slides gently across her face and she brushes it aside casually
Lost in the words of the novel all the while he remains lost in her story
And wonder why is it that he stands on the outside always looking in
The rain falls now and he walks away
And his footfalls are lost in the thunder
Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.
Ciao,
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