![]() nowhere to beA Poem by willweb
No, not a red light
I'm running late -
Oh no, caught looking
but she smiles back
I can't stop staring now,
my eyes follow her, satin hair blowing in the wind, she's looking in the rear view mirror
What are you blowing your horn at jerk?
I love traffic lights
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13 Reviews Added on August 24, 2014 Last Updated on August 28, 2014 Author![]() willwebTXAboutHi, I am willweb. Maybe you remember me and maybe you don't. I have been writing here on and off for years. I pop in and write and read and comment and make friends and learn new things. I enjoy maki.. more..Writing
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