He wears a smile
It’s been a while,
He’s like a dreamer
Says she’s a screamer.
Like I wanted to know
About their private show
Hot and butt-naked
How she can shake it.
Though truly I’m glad
He’s found someone as mad
Who’ll give him a kiss
He’s someone she’ll miss
When he leaves for work
With his little quirk
Of a secretive glance
They’ve taken this chance
For happiness and ran
To places rivers plan
A journey from source to sea
Though staying wild and free.
But if there’s anyone who might
He’s the one to fight
To keep that smile,
Friend, it’s been a while.
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