| By Summertime Fling Submitted by Rhetoric Date: 2001 Sep 05 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.05.21.43.18675]] |
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It happened in subtle moments; You seeing Me, and I searching You. I am your laugh to every whimsy, each notion. Fun-time, Summertime, Dizzy-time, Girl. Musical chairs and cheese parties fill the brilliant sky. The conquest was not a night of passion but a day of peaceful travels. Corral those wayward spirits - there is music to be heard still. What came about changed Me and the You I thought I knew. You will never be Just Some Girl; Fun-time, Summertime, Dizzy-time, Girl. |