(c)opyleft 1995-2008 Matthew Lewis Carroll Smith
I saw you shyly look at me and then you turned away I wanted to ask if you were free but didn’t know what to say
I thought I could charm you with tales of far away but guessed I couldn’t reach through in only half a day
I dreamed a dream of what could be and took a rouge’s gamble I commanded you to kiss me and your kisses were quite ample
I set a sweet trap to lure you and ensnare you with my charms but I, in turn, was trapped too by your loving arms
here is something I hope is doing no evil.
there could be more of them