compromise

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    compromise

      Instantaneously 
     I noticed 
     her eyes beckoned  
     did not dither either
     strode her determination 

     I curtailed a smile 
     encouragement can stumble confidence
     After all
     there was still time ,
     wasn't there?
     
     She edged over
     to my arena
     indulged a peek  
     After all
     it was self-indulgence which beckoned us ,
     wasn't it?
     
     We hit it off
     ran riot wrapped tightly together
     Knew what was best for each other
     After all 
     We all do awhile ,
     don't we? 
      
     Until with fingers crossed
     we agreed to differ
     We sprinted
     towards the starting block
     After all 
     Time had stood still, 
     hadn't it?

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    ccslim commented on compromise

    06-08-2009

    The lock of eyes, to the approach in inquisitiveness then reverse to the beginning like it is all played out in the mind hehe wishing it? Good write to tease direction!
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    davidcircle

    06/08/2009

    thanks a lot much appreciated

    Grommet commented on compromise

    06-07-2009

    I'm led to belive you got laid, but then not sure at the end. Fun in a cryptic way, but comes across a little too clever. What is "she edged over to my arena.."? How about something simply mundane like 'she stepped closer'
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    davidcircle

    06/07/2009

    thankyou for your comments ,,sorry but I like edged over to my arena because it was her compromising cheers so she was cautious anyway no matter thaks

    davidcircle

    06/07/2009

    also I think runriot wrapped tightly together at least alludes to ,as you put it, getting laid,,dont you think so? cheers

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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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