Thought I heard you say,

“I Love You,” today

For all I know

You were talking to somebody else



Thought I saw you smile today

When I

reminded you of something

somebody else said

 who carried a tray


Thought I felt you today

when you brushed against me

By accident

But that’s my defense



Lovers before friends

Before the door closes

Meet their bitter ends

Again and again

Until the bruises begin

Take their lumps in smaller doses


Remember when I tasted your kisses

on your beautiful mouth

No time for misses

Sweet as Peach Tea

Somewhere deep in the South

You probably don’t remember me, anyway



You’re in the mood

Call me up and I’ll come over and stay

And if you change your mind

I won’t mind

I’ll be here, anyway


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