She's a trap
I can sense it
She doesn't move
except to turn the pages of a romance
I circle her and imagine
but that's as far as I'll go
because she's dangerous
I can feel it
Her glance is casual
Her beauty is overwhelming
And just as I am about to give in
her dark glasses slip down the bridge of her nose
and she pushes them back up
with her tongue
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