August 24, 2023

The flirting game,

“It’s just a dance”,

I dosey do,

Into a trance,

Hoping to even have a chance,

You’ll be with me.

We joke and laugh,

I bat my lashes,

You ask me out,

And my heart trashes,

And I use my smile to deflect it’s gashes,

And we go on a date.

This flirting game,

Of smiles and laughter,

Is confusing me,

As I think about it after,

And we don’t talk, and I close that chapter,

I realize what a joke you’ve been.

I did a little jig, and broke my leg.