Still as I turn away
Your reach out towards me
I am baffled by you
Again we teeter
Between tempting fate
And oblivion
Warm glances hidden by cool
shoulders
Coquetry buried under school work
Subtle brushes in the crowds
More in love with you I fall each
day
Although this I always will deny
We keep our dance in the shadows
Although time is running short
We are offered one last chance
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