Friday, 15 November 2013

Liar, Liar pants on fire...

I dropped a few crumbs:
A smile or two.
Showed an ankle
And a sudden view
Of a thigh in a stocking
And blew a strand of hair
Off my face.

A bit of a disgrace,
You might say,
But I think I got a taste
For flirting or maybe
Was looking
For a hint
Or a glint
Of something
In your eyes
Something you were trying
Vainly to disguise?

Get over here....
Drop that indiferent mien,
Tell me no lies
Because all the while,
Though you were trying
To hide your reaction -
Through it all,
I kept my eyes on you.
And your flesh tells me true.

Manuela Cardiga

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