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IT'S BEST NOT TO FLIRT

WHEN YOU'RE NOT ALERT

HOW IT AFFECTS SOMEONE

THEY MAY BE OPPOSED

TO GETTING TOO CLOSE

AND JUST COMPLETELY SHUTDOWN

LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE UNDERDOGS

WHO HAVE LEARNED TO TRUST

THEIR HOPES AND DREAMS AND MANY SCHEMES

THEY'RE NEVER GIVING UP

WHEN STORYLINES ARE UNEXPECTED

WITH LOTS OF PLOT TWISTS AND TURNS

THEY DRAW YOU IN TO PAY ATTENTION

AND REALLY MAKE YOU YEARN

TO UNDERSTAND WHAT'S GOING ON

THEY CAN BE LOTS OF FUN

WHEN YOU'RE ABLE TO PREDICT TOO MUCH

YOU DON'T MAKE QUITE AS MUCH A FUSS

YOU TEND TO NOD OFF QUITE A BIT

AND THERE CAN BE A LOT YOU MISS

THEY'RE ALL FUN TO GET LOST INSIDE

SEEING THINGS FROM A CHARACTER'S EYES

I LOVE WHEN LINES JUMP OUT AT ME

I GO AND WRITE SOME POETRY

SEASHELLS SCATTERED AT THE SHORE

DO KIDS COLLECT THEM ANYMORE

SEAGULLS FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND

WAVES ALWAYS ERASING THEM

SANDCASTLES BEING BUILT OR SMASHED

BY WATER AND SAND A DELICATE DANCE

SOUNDS OF WAVES RUSHING IN AND WATER SPLASHING

BIRDS SINGING, DOGS BARKING, AND  RADIOS BLASTING

BEACH BALLS AND FRISBEES AND VOLLEYBALLS

PICNIC BLANKETS, SWIMMING, AND LOTS OF TOWELS

THE SIGHTS AND SOUNDS OF A DAY AT THE BEACH

DON'T  SEEM TOO FAR OUT OF REACH

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU SHARE THOUGHTS ALOUD

STORED INSIDE YOUR HEAD

WHEN OTHERS ARE ALLOWED

TO INTERPRET THEM

JUST HOW FAR OR CLOSE DO THEY COME

TO WHAT YOU ACTUALLY MEANT

YOU COME TO THE REALIZATION

IT'S ALL IN THE INTERPRETATION

THUS THE PHRASE READ BETWEEN THE LINES

OFTEN COMES TO MIND

CAN ANYONE MEET

ALL OF YOUR NEEDS

WHAT ARE YOU LETTING SLIDE

CAN ANYONE READ

WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND

WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO HIDE

IF ANYONE CAN

WHY CAN'T YOU STAND

WHEN ANYONE DARES TO TRY

CAN WORDS STIR YOUR SOUL

IN WAYS YOU DON'T KNOW

OR EVEN UNDERSTAND

DEFINITELY UNPLANNED

SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION

A SORT OF SEDUCTION

UPON INTRODUCTION

YOU CAN'T SEEM TO FUNCTION

WITHOUT GETTING MORE

OF WHAT YOU CAME FOR

NOT SURE WHAT'S IN STORE

JUST CUTS TO THE CORE

I REMEMBER A PATCHWORK QUILT

THAT WAS NAVY UNDERNEATH

I REMEMBER HOW SOFT IT FELT

AND HOW SOUNDLY I WOULD SLEEP

I REMEMBER ONCE FLOATING ABOVE

WATCHING MYSELF SLEEP

AS SOON AS MY FINGERS STARTED TO RUB

THE QUILT I MADE THE QUANTUM LEAP

BACK SAFE AND SOUND

NO ONE AROUND

TO WITNESS THE STRANGE SENSATION

BUT I AM SURE  IT WASN'T MY IMAGINATION

TRUST YOUR INNER CHILD

GRAB YOUR BLANKY

IT IS  PRETTY WILD

YOU WILL THANK ME