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May 25
You look at me
With a naughty smile
Shall I go or
Stay awhile.
This the conundrum
I have to work out
You are an enigma
A twisted mood
Entice me in
with a smile and food.
Do I accept
Or do I exclude,
You look at me
If I was prey
You smile
Like a game
In which
you play
It’s addictive but
Not much to say,
I smile back
And think I’ll decline
And  so live
another day.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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