Ice Breaker
Her hands appeared empty at my first glance
I walked in her direction for a look
A little bit shy but I took a chance
I then noticed she was holding a book
When she looked in my eyes my insides shook
I gathered my courage to say hello
Would she talk to me I really hoped so
I was so thankful she treated me nice
Her mannerisms were easy and slow
Seeing that book helped me to break the ice
Inspired to try this form by Russell Silvey. Thanks for the explanation Russell
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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