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The Awkward Pair.
Plain days
Where we’d just sleep
Watch you breathing
“Such an awkward pair”
They’d say
Men like you,
Are never seen
With girls like me.
I keep my ear
To your heart
And you keep your hands
In my hair.
With your half smile
And innocent eyes,
The hidden life behind them.
And my drapery skirts
And old black sweaters,
Intrigue in ugly
Yes they would say,
“what an unusual pair”
