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Pardon

Pardon

they say body language
speaks volumes..
I say, it speaks in
many tunes..
I'm not fluent
I have an accent entirely
pursuant to my own person..
The flirt for instance..
I'm not familiar with
the sequence.. I don't flutter..
shake my hair and protrude
my womanly pleasance,
nor touch my pouting lips
in expectation, I simply stare
into oblivion..
A non response is a hit with me..
Don't take it personally..
it doesn't mean I don't like you..
It means you don't know
what I'm thinking.
because that's the mystery
of real women

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