pucker

my fingers laced behind your neck
I pull you to me for that passionate
kiss we had talked and dreamed about
but you pushed that dream away
and I must have looked like a fool

you ran and I followed
this was a game I could play
you’d be in trouble when I caught you
but there were other plans in your mind

slapping your window as you started
your car and then sped down the
street, I was embarrassed that I
still held my pucker

— GB

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