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What she wants, he wants; say what?? |
| Boy Kisses Is she so beautiful That he can’t escape The pink creme and crepe Of her crinoline ball gown. They dance in circles that Take them nowhere but there. Music is a magic that permits Their feet to glide them up, ever up. And. In a moment for poets and All the other helpless types He tilts up her chin and Boy does it. Boy kisses Girl. Earth pauses, No breeze No thunder Then violins and balloons crashing under. The rite complete she looks up To see stars laughing. Later. Alone in her room she dances With pillow, kisses the fluffy bear. Over trees, across town. Past the Mall and the School He wants Boy kisses too. |