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The Ones I Call Poetry Hormones fight the inhibitions,
Tiny I-wanna's tap at the closed windows,
Driving along route 1,
Crossing the borders of frustration,
On our way to the movie theater,
I-wanna hold your hand and rub your thigh,
Somewhere between a shy smile and red-cheek embarassment,
You eyes dart back indicatively,
I wanna but I can't,
Two eyes stare back at me in my rear view mirror,
Our night out,
Just the two of us darling,
...plus one.
