WALK ON THE SMOKE

she said she was only talking,
wasn't here to reach any deal,
ain't no point showing her my fervor,
to her, there is no worth for my zeal,

i know those looks are scintillating,
that breath, oh so breathtaking ,
wish i had the destiny to feel her,
but my calls, she just isn't taking.

i know my sleeves are dirty,
nor is that jean up my arse any clean,
picture perfect of unemployment,
no wonder, she cant find me serene

the silly dreamer that i was
could never really loose the hope,
wish i had known a little earlier,
i was always walking on the smoke..

Bullseye!....Read it three times....Then I read it again...Thanks Serendipity.

. Hmmmmm! Interesting in a way.

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This a way cool write. Well done. Well done.

Well done !