Double the ones,
can't add or subtract
standing beside(s)
we over-react
his was first
in 1950 somthing
the west of the west
secrets of mumbling
her's was next
in 1970 somthing
the south of peninsula
same secrets mumbling
mine was their day
wrapped under
the mayors office
kissing, feeling, blunder?
sweet and tasty
breasts, eyes, neurons
licked ears
for their clarion
people watching
being seen
publicly 1-on-1
the 11th(s) dream
his was nice
calling, smiling
reaching over
ocean dialing
her's was cool
sat at, eaten
'round table
egos beaten
mine was muse
sexy and young
being bad
for more than one
the 11th a day
just like any other
1 on 1 to them
our secrets, I mumbler
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