Don’t look

She says my name

 I turn and look

There she is

 Six inches away

She is standing

 I am sitting

Right in my face

 I look away

And I wonder

 Does she think

What she is doing

Does she know

 What a man thinks

How a man feels

 When she is there

With that view

 

I’m told they don’t

 Not a thought

And beside

 I shouldn’t look

Seems unreal

 They think that way

But there she is

 I look away

 

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