Flirtatious
flirting
what can it injure?
its a no contact sport
eyes only caress
the tongue gives to the Id
a vague silver finesse
subtle body language
but no wrought intentions
perhaps an almost
racy double entendre
a strangely place intonation
possibly a phrase that
could be taken either way
these are common
to both sexes
a woman
has her ways
to frustrate
tease
cause malaise
in the work day
dangling swaying
her shoe from the foot
a shoulder almost but
not quite out of place
a rub of her neck before
she answers the question
looking over her shoulder
at her intended
come hither look
to make him smolder
raising her arms
to fix her hair
she knows what she raises
when she goes there
the fellas have
their own style
I must just smile
they lean in
play with their tie
eyes fixed, wide smile
I know they do not like
replacing the copy toner
but for some reason
this gives them a
reason to speak
of their latest
soccer conquest
give a remark in jest
thump their
hand on their chest
If it gets too much
a toss of the hair
your outta there
no harm no foul
he will settle down
he does not
have your number,
or does he?
poem by Sandra Dodd
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Cirque
Alone in a dark room
A figure sits
A woman
A girl
Bedraggled hair
White face
Red lips
Scarred
Arms crossed over her chest
X
Clasping each shoulder
Lightly
As though afraid to touch
One hand shakes
Quivers
All she can hear is
Razor blades over a violin
Screech
Her hair is wrinkled
Wet
Like her lips
Chapped and red
Glistening
She’s not in pain
She giggles
Insane
Looks up
Dark eyes
Circled in black
Sunken like pits
Hair, so pale,
It could be green
Dress of purple
Lilac
Fuchsia
Her arms unfold
Her smile widens
Into Glaswegian
She runs her tongue
Across her teeth
Like she’s hungry
“Smile, much? ”
She’ll giggle
As she unveils a knife
poem by Rebecca Kate Summers
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I Want To Wake Up With You
When the morning coming and i' m opening my eyes,
I want to see your face and your amazing eyes,
Your smile to wrap me in happiness and joy,
I want to wake up with you.
I want to be the first one that you see,
To give me your first smile and a kiss to me,
To feel your warmth, your silence, your joy,
I want to wake up with you.
I want to keep your hand into mine,
And play with my fingers through your hair,
Kissing you tenderly each time you smile,
I want to wake up with you.
To lay my head on your shoulder,
And feel your breath so close,
I want to hold your heart and protect it,
I want to wake up with you.
To listen your tender whispers,
To feel your smooth skin touching mine,
Your arms passionately hugging me,
I want to wake up with you.
So, i had open my eyes in morning,
Surrounded by roses and love,
I feel like a gorgeous woman in your arms,
I want to wake up with you.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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I Love....
i love...
that's the reason i walk,
the reason i breathe.
the reason i grieve.
the reason i dance.
the reason i smile.
the reason i listen.
the reason i offer a hand.
the reason i see beauty.
the reason i see both darkness,
and light....
the reason i take chances.
the reason i keep going.
the reason i get angry.
the reason i forgive.
the reason i touch.
the reason i question.
the reason i believe.
the reason i am tolerant.
the reason i understand.
the reason i fall.
the reason i fly.
the reason i write...
the reason i am what i am!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Vespers
I'd like to think about her
And the way she used to love me
But I just can't live without her
'Cause her arms are not around me
And the season's getting later
And my body's getting colder
And the vespers ring and I'm all alone
Without my love beside me
She'd call me in the evenin'
And ask me to come over
She'd be standing by the window
With her hair down around her shoulder
We'd talk a while and then she'd smile
Then she'd lock the door
And she would sit beside me
And we would talk no more
The bells would ring at six o'clock
And she'd be in my arms
Her head upon my shoulder, gently resting
And then she'd wake and look at me
Not knowing I'd been watching
Kiss me softly, then drift off to sleep
She'd call me in the evenin'
And ask me to come over
She'd be standing by the window
With her hair down around her shoulder
We'd talk a while and then she'd smile
Then she'd lock the door
And she would sit beside me
And we would talk no more
song performed by by Jim Croce
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Trusting No Light
you wrap my body with your breasts
and i face the pillow my body presses
on the softness of materiality, you run
your fingers on my arms looking for
the secrets of my flesh, and i keep my
hands steady on the railing of the bed.
you whisper to my ear the tradition that
in true love there are no more secrets.
i smile to the white linen and i close my
eyes back to the horrors of my pasts.
you put your chin on my shoulder and
you kiss my hair and you caress my
head and neck down to my hip and butt.
you kiss me again and you signal that i
now must face you in this intimacy. And
i look at you and gently i kiss you in return.
I am Cupid and you are Psyche. I must tell
you again, i trust no light. Love exists
by itself, through itself, for itself, & in-itself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Smile For Me
'Smile for me!
Is somebody waiting for me?
She took this picture
Did she take it for me?
Time is ticking,
Her smile insists, just to tell her was she waiting me?
When she smiles, I feel it, I know, I see it.
When she’s happy,
Smiles so bright, gives me another reason
For her her I’d fight!
I am happy when she’s happy
I smile when she smiles
I face the fact that it’s just her smile.
But I know inside,
Deep inside that smile,
She smiles for me, just for awhile.
A picture perfected, you should see
I just love it when she smiles for me.
She inspires me to reach out my hand
Hold her close
Let her stand
That smile of hers, no one can take,
No matter how early, no matter how late.
The time it takes, you must understand
It starting now, it starts again.
When you see her smile
It makes you see, just how deep is her real beauty.
To display her I would
Smile for me she should
My day would be complete, when she even smiles for me.
Those eyes, that skin, her hair, that grin
Makes you forget what world you are in
Her eyes I gaze
Her hands so soft
When she?
Will she?
I think she ought.
Smile for me, not the first or the last
Just smile for me, my time has past
I wait to see that smile she wore
She smiles for me forevermore.
Did I miss it?
Here it comes, a smile for me is coming out
But when, If, I wonder how.
She smiles when she sees me, when I am no where around
That smile she has inspires us all.
Will she smile? will she smile at all?
I wait to see, is it coming out? That smile is here,
It’s out it’s out
Taken with time
A grin so new
Just one more smile
Ok make it two.
Held in my arms.
Waiting’ to see.
Smiling, waiting, too much to ask,
But smile for me, at last, at last!
I saw one coming out
Here’s another
She smiles, she smiles like no other.
When she, will she, I should wonder,
But that smile of hers is the 9th world wonder.
Smile for me, smile wide smile bright!
Give me a smile to rest with tonight.
My smile is yours as you can see,
But smile for me so they all can see.
Hidden behind that timeless frame,
Is a smile I would love to see again and again'
poem by Antonio Lockridge
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Gone
As I lay here
I feel you laying behind.
I know you just want to be near,
To relax and rest your mind.
I feel your arms wrapped around me,
So strong, but yet still gentle,
Pulling me closer to your body
Being ever so careful.
Hearing you smell my hair
And feeling your breath on my neck
Right before you kiss me there.
You don't even bother to check
Because you know there is a smile spreading across my lips.
I hear you laugh a little in my ear
As your hand slides down to my hip
And your giggling is all I can hear.
You run your fingers through my hair
While you kiss the back of my head.
I can just tell how much you care,
With just the two of us in this bed.
I feel our own, unique closeness
As we just lay there together.
Only feeling you touch me with tenderness
And no need to say anything to one another.
I can feel the warmth coming off of your bare chest
And the strong muscles in your arms.
You're like my personal life vest
That will keep me away from harm.
I feel the tension in your body start to ease
And your grip on me begins to slacken.
Even though you give my hand a squeeze
I know it is just your reflexes kicking in.
Your breathing begins to even out
As you whisper, ' I love you. '
Without a single feeling of doubt
I say, ' I love you too. '
I roll over and open my eyes
In such shock I can't even yawn.
I feel like I'm going to die
Realizing that you are gone.
poem by Ashley Reese
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Smile Again
Oh ooh yeah ah oh yeah
La La La La La La La
Smile again
Just smile again
I'll always be there for you
What can I do to make you smile again
Just smile again
I'd like to know what's on your mind
Because I see you crying all the time
I don't understand
Who'd wanna hurt your heart like this and
Cause you so much pain
Here's my shoulder
You can lean on me
I wanna see you happy
(I want to see you happy
Why not just let me make you smile again)
Chorus
Just wanna see you smile
How I can ease the pain you feel
What can I do to take the tears away
Baby talk to me
You say he's hurt you many times
But now that's over let me take his place
Your problems I'll erase
You need someone that you can depend on
To brighten up every day (every day) oh yeah
I am the one that you been searchin' for
And all you have to do is
Smile again for me yeah
(Smile again for me)
Let me be the one
Let me be the one to make you smile
Smile again
Just smile again
Let me love you
I can show you
Just what it means to me
Please smile for me
song performed by by Usher from Usher
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Give Me Shelter
Give me shelter from the storm
I'm so cold please keep me warm
Let me cry, cry upon
Cry upon your shoulder
Wipe these tears from upon my face
In your arms a warm embrace
Take me to that Holy place
To cry upon your shoulder
Give me strength when I am down
When there's no-one else around
In your arms I shall be found
My head upon your shoulder
Oh sweet Jesus comfort me
For your love shall always be
I was bound but now I'm free
To cry upon your shoulder.
poem by Frank McEleny
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All You See
Ooh Ooh
Aaah Aaah
Aaah Haa
Ooh Ooh
Aaah Aaah
Hey Hey
Verse 1 Terry
You best believe everyday I get the same ole thang
All kind of bruthas coming up to me
With silly lies that could make you sick oh they need to quit
And get away from me, don't get me wrong I like attention too
But do they really have to act a foolCuz they see a lady lookin' good?
Please admit
Chorus
Is it my hips? my lips?
My eyes? My thighs?
My chest? My hair?
My big ole hey-e-e-ea
Is that all you see?
Is it my hips? My lips?
My eyes? My thighs?
My chest? My hair?
My big ole hey-e-e-ea
Is that all you see?
Verse 2 Terry
In a limousine, fancy car, bling-bling-bling
Even if you're standing 6 foot 3 or 3 feet tall with no teeth
Have respect for me, try conversation please
Before you try and put your hands on me
When will they ever learn there's more to me,
Than T&A on this PYT
Daddy please
Chorus
Is it my hips? my lips? (Daddy)
My eyes? My thighs?
My chest?(My chest) My hair? (My hair)
My big ole hey-e-e-ea
Is that all you see?
Is it my hips? (My hips) my lips? (My lips)
My eyes? (My eyes) My thighs? (My thighs)
My chest? (My chest) My hair? (My hair)
My big ole hey-e-e-ea
Is that all you see?
Bridge Michael Marshall:
How come you actin' like you don't know
Why some bruthas always lose control
When you're wearing them hip high jeans
With your thong out baby please let a playa speak
And don't you start to tweak,
You got the body that can make men weep
So when you walk around in those do me clothes like those videhos
Girl you need to know that all I'm lookin' at is
Chorus
Hips and lipsAnd eyes, your thighs
Your chest, your hair
Girl that big ole (hey-e-e-ea)
Is that all you see?
Your hips, your lips
Your eyes, your thighs
Your chest baby, your hair
You're sexy underwear (hey-e-e-ea)
Is that all you see?
Uh-huh Uh-huh sexy underwear I see
Ooh and I know, I know
Your hips somethin' 'bout your thighs
Is driving me crazy, Ooh hey uh-huh uh-huh
(Ooh)Ooh Ooh
Aaah Aaah
Aaah Haa
Ooh Ooh
Aaah Aaah
Hey Hey
(hey-e-e-ea)
Is that all you see?
song performed by by En Vogue
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Out of the waves of time [Din valurile vremii]
Out of the waves of time, come up, my love, and shine
With your white marble arms, with your hair, long and fine –
With your translucent face, which is like wax – soft, white,
Which suffers in the shade and cannot sleep at night!
You gently touch my eyes with your attractive smile,
You are a shining star, no woman has your style
And when you turn your head and watch your shoulder's skin
I look into your eyes and see the bliss within.
How can I take you out of this dark haze, my love,
To hold you to my chest, dear angel from above,
To lay my teary cheek on your exquisite face,
To choke you with my kiss and with my hot embrace,
To warm your chilly hand with the volcanic flame
Of my ecstatic heart that flutters at your name?
Alas! You're not alive, you don't seem to exist
Your shadow disappears into the cold, wet mist
And here I am again, so gloomy and so sad
Reluctantly recalling the nice dream that I had...
In vain I seek your face, in vain I want your charms
The waves of time roll by, you won't be in my arms.
poem by Mihai Eminescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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The wrapper has no use
How fully wrapped you appear!
How wholly draped you are!
However, you are to me naked.
Your pallu round the lean arm
Hides from me your flat belly.
Your pallu thrown over shoulder,
Close to neck gives me a clue
How deep your cleavage beneath is.
Your pallu brought backward
Covers the blouse with bra cut.
Your pallu brought forward over shoulder encloses deep armpit,
And the dimple of elbow.
Your pallu never runs over the head,
Which gives me all the clue
How you will look where you’re hidden.
I can see your long face, long nape,
and long hair and long fingers,
By which I can sense your hidden parts.
However fully you are wrapped,
However wholly you are draped,
You are to me fully naked.
To my passion or to my acumen-
To which should the credit go?
You can shut to my eyes.
You cannot stop my eyes.
11.05.2001, Pmdi [repetition]
[pallu is the end portion of Indian woman saree,
thrown over the chest and a shoulder
to hide the contour of one's breasts]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Smile For Me
Girl I dont want to waiste time, me just love the profile
You have the general going wild
Degree love it when you smile
Smile for me, you fill my heart with pleasure
Cant you see, you make me feel a whole lot better
Just smile for me. just keep that smile forever
Baby girl the two of we, we have to get together
Smile for me, you fill my heart with pleasure
Cant you see, you make me feel a whole lot better
Just smile for me. just keep that smile forever
Baby girl the two of we, we have to get together
Show me your smile and make me see your pretty dimple
Them bright like the stars them when twinkle
It make me body full of goosepimple
No take it simple cause its dem thing that me into
Another thing woman tell me if you are single
And if you are single well hear this ya tingle
If me and you should ever get the chance fe mingle
A dis me what you do to make my body tingle
Smile for me, you fill my heart with pleasure
Cant you see, you make me feel a whole lot better
Just smile for me. just keep that smile forever
Baby girl the two of we, we have to get together
Woman when you smile ever cute you ever twist
Your smile a drive me wild, woman I am tempted to kiss
Me say honey me say sugar, all over your lips
Could a give me diabetes, me still not resist!
Come dem a smile me a record for you, a compact disc (I tell you)
Well already fixed like a digital mix, woman you are bad with it
You no need no practice, and the verse, and start the corus like this
Smile for me, you fill my heart with pleasure
Cant you see, you make me feel a whole lot better
Just smile for me. just keep that smile forever
Baby girl the two of we, we have to get together
Smile for me, you fill my heart with pleasure
Cant you see, you make me feel a whole lot better
Just smile for me. just keep that smile forever
Baby girl the two of we, we have to get together
Girl a you have the right serial
And you produce the smiling material
From a past end place someone ? your ?
But for your smile a fe dem all good and equal
A smile a there for me is so essential
A what it do me you have to keep it confidential
So just smile a while and dont crap me style
No ever do that to the general
Smile for me, you fill my heart with pleasure
Cant you see, you make me feel a whole lot better
Just smile for me. just keep that smile forever
Baby girl the two of we have to get together
Smile for me, you fill my heart with pleasure
Cant you see, you make me feel a whole lot better
Just smile for me. just keep that smile forever
Baby girl the two of we have to get together
song performed by by Ub40
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Smile Always!
Smile man, smile! Always smile!
Smile all life and smile in style;
Smiling makes one worriless;
And makes you happy and less tense.
Let your smile be spontaneous;
Smiling keeps body relaxed,
And makes your mind fit and composed;
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
Smile from dawn to until dusk;
That’s one way to beat life’s stress;
Smile to all who come across;
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
Smile and get forever praise;
It will help you pass your days;
You will never feel malaise;
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
Four muscles help you to smile;
Sixty-four help you to frown;
Smile man smile! Smile all days!
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
(5-9-2000)
poem by John Celes
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Take This Body
Take this body, my love,
my body, my love,
feel my knees and my arms,
feel my fingers on your hair,
cold fingers, sad fingers,
kiss my mouth, my love,
ever so gently
caressing my chest and stroking my hair,
play with it-whatever is left of it-
I'm sad, my love,
and as I hear you laugh,
I feel the water around my eyes,
my brown eyes, the eyes of a poet,
the eyes of a stranger-
I'm a stranger, my love,
I'm a stranger in a strange land
of secret kisses and lovelorn faces,
of cold bodies huddled together,
hiding behind stiff dresses
and tightly fitting jeans,
I'm a stranger to a kiss,
I'm a stranger to a moist mouth
and a playful tongue,
I'm a stranger to a warm breast,
I stand here bespectacled and confused,
scratching my scraggly beard,
forcing a faint smile-
there is so much pain, my love,
right here in the palm of my hand,
right here in the lump of my throat,
right here in the tightness of my chest,
I'm strung like an instrument
with shrunken testicles
and immobilized toes-
see me tremble, my love,
see me shed a tear
onto this dusty world-
I'm with you, my love,
I'm with you alone,
I'm with you in embrace
of tender passion,
I'm in love with you
and that's why
I'm full of
tears.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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What is it all about
We try to talk about many things
Petty and not so vulgar
We try to overwhelm ourselves
With so much words as I choose
What to put to make you marvel
And you pretend you marvel
That I make sense, but in truth
That is not the point of this meeting
Of two souls, it is the meeting of bodies
Of two bodies, needing each other’s warmth
And wrath, as I tell you about something
Interesting, you know that I am just
Pretending, my eyes are looking at every
Corner of your skin, the tip of your fingers
Wanting to touch me, too,
The softness of your body, the lines in
Your curvatures, swaying towards
My lips, I stop, I kneel before your
Gentleness, as you close your eyes
As you hold my hair, as you caress
My neck, my arms, my chest and you
Have sympathies for my gentleness
My humiliation, you ask me with the
Signal of your hands, and eyes, and
Lips that I rise up
To kiss you, it is all about it, and
We have no chance saying words
Again, we breathe each other’s longings
We fill our mutual emptiness, like we
Are all cups now filled with air.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Smile little man
Smile little man, smile!
Show me some love
Radiate some care
Lighten up the atmosphere
Scare us not with a retarded fearful face
A smile goes a lenghty way at a steady pace
Everytime I see you, I see your frown
Your thoughts are glaring at me as if I am a vicious enemy
Demanding of you to surrender to my battalion army
Why not change your facial expressions for once
If you deem yourself not worty of silver, at least aim for bronze
Common smile little man
Show me some white teeth
Give me some love
Acknowledge I'm here
Why hath thou so miserable, day by day
A smile will make a difference to your face
Your smile will make you attractive in every place
A smile will make us listen sympathetically to your case
Drive not away the innocent ones
Allow not your frown to spoil our fun
Smile little man, smile
Smile, once, then smile twice
Smile for the ladies, smile for you
Smile for me, smile for everyone
Smile for the old ladies crossing the street
Smile little man, smile
Common give some real love for once
If you deem yourself not worty of silver, at least aim for bronze
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Here she walks...
Here she walks in the shade of solitary hills
Hair swaying, skin browned, cotton shirt upon her back
And sandals open to the dust, the camera hangs from her neck
And nestles on her breast. She frames
The silent frontier town that lies before her
With the living shutters of her eyes.
The crowds in the oasis know the name she's taken.
As one woman, child and man, they name her in their tongue
And with their gaze demand of her and whisper for each other
The reason for her smile, the playtime of her eyes -
A distant lover, transported? Or a letter
Delivered by mysterious means, unseen hands?
For she is smiling in the solid arms
Of her freedom at each step increasing. No man
Can raise his hand against her, not in rage
Nor with premeditation. No father now
Can make a servitude for her, no mother
Can turn away her face and and close her heart.
The sun freckles her arms and when it rains
The drops beat languidly upon her roof.
The watchman fans the embers of his jiko
To warn the jealous spouse beyond the gates.
The parokeet has learned to serenade the sunrise
And squarks the phraseology of love.
Witless or wise as she may be, the bird talks for me.
Like a young child, ready to show her kindest faces,
The future stands at the corner of the dawn
To beckon her to many of these pathways
To make each day more precious than the rain.
poem by Frank Bana
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And always you will find...
And always you will find a woman's hand,
Which, being fresh and light,
With pity and with love,
You, as a brother, will alleviate.
And always you will find a woman's shoulder,
In which you can breathe in a passion
And lean to it with a dissipated head,
Entrusting your mutinous dream by that.
And alway you will find the woman's eyes,
Which, by the damping of your inner pain,
Or may be not entire, but the part,
Can see your suffering that day.
But there exists one woman's hand,
Which is especially sweet,
When touching your exhausted forehead,
It's like the eternity and destiny.
But there exists one woman's shoulder,
Which's given once by the unknown purpose
Not only for night, but, surely, for all time -
You realized that long ago.
But there exist one woman's eyes,
Which look at you with the lasting sadness,
And they are till the end of life -
The eyes of your Love and your Conscience.
poem by Evgeny Evtushenko, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Tale of a lass
Excuse me,
Excuse me people,
The lady wearing the beauty of the night upon her shoulder,
I see a glossary of flowers in your eyes,
I see your heart wearing the theme of the night,
I see the morning light glowing from contours of your anthurium lips,
Flooded with smiles as bright as Amaryllis.
Hey! excuse me lady,
This place smells of Casablanca Lilly,
You taste of cherry blossom,
Let our souls and all be inebriated,
To steep an applaud to your stylish beauty,
As I sing a song about a lady of smoking beauty,
To muck ears of boozing crowd,
Please your highness,
Let your megawatts smile tremble at the feet of my eyes.
To your daffodil jewel embellished gown,
Giving a gorgeous look and glamorous style,
To your sleeveless shoulder,
Highlighting surreptitiously,
The curvaceousness of your wholesome body,
I shall tell a tale and hail a lady of elegance,
You, my lady, I mean you.
With a smile like the breath of spring,
The flaming locks of auburn hair,
Your eyes of winkling daisies,
Let me speak onto your emerald skin.
The wonderment's of the night,
And to your ears, the gossips of the wind,
And maybe tomorrow,
If this night last our pretty follies;
what saith the cackling sunshine,
If you would let me a little closer,
I shall not hesitate to floor this tavern,
With glossary of flowers.
And then tomorrow,
You shall inscribe in the heart of many my name,
How sweetly I am,
And then till we meet again,
Shall you tell a tale about this night,
When a troubadour you met
A night of blushes and flowers.
poem by Folayemi Akande
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