My Little Spy
Dark hair
Pale skin
Blank stare
Tall & thin
Clueless face
Standing there
Open space
Words unshared
Away I look
Then turn around
In a car
You I found
A seat I take
Just to see
You sitting
Across from me
2 drinks I order
You're on 3
Buzzed &
Still lonely
I ask you over
You say you're fine
Little do I know
You're already mine
I reach for my drink
What do I see
A number & says
Call me
Again you're gone
So I drive home
All I think about
My pounding dome
Down I lay
To go to sleep
Morning I wake
To three little beeps
Touch my head
Wipe my eyes
What do I see
My little spy
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