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Thursday, April 24, 2014
"WHY WON'T YOU TALK TO ME?"
she asked,
one day.
I'd been ducking her
since the moment
I saw her working
next to me.
"You're too beautiful,
I replied,
"too young.
& I'm afraid
I'll say something
stupid
or foolish--
sound ridiculous,
or look like a horse's ass."
Her eyes
lowered.
She blushed.
Then smiled.
It takes a lifetime
of experience
with the woman
to know exactly
what to say...
and when.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2014
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