Azul
A whoosh of blue
My head turns too
I'm lost in a sudden bliss.
Tonight's date
Is now concerned at my state
As I stumble over her shoes.
Some water, I say
Must be the heat
That's throwing me for this curve
The truth, I know
Is graceful and tall
With a smile that can almost be heard
Quick, to the john
To work up some courage
And ask her at least for a dance
Back to the floor
There she is, but ... no
She's standing beside her man.
Shucks.
posted by Alex @ 7:53 PM
3 Comments:
shucks indeed
been there
barefoot is the way to go man... down with socks!!!
hahaha...
no you don't have to wait for me.
You're probably miles ahead of us.
-->Ryan
when you're running barefoot, are you going on both pavement and off-track?
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