The blond has gone
Sweettalk and smile
Lets go out for a while
Speedtalk and wine
Who draws the line?
He wants a wife
She wants another life
Slowtalking and kneeling
They're both hunting that feeling
Big arms and a nest
He's doing his best
She's running in the rain
Erasing his name
The water runs from her hair
She was just coming up for air
poem by Anne Jensen
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