Love Bite

Poem seventeen –

On a grey old spring day
a girl plays a song,
playing it her way.
Everyone sings along.

He looks at her face,
thinking she looks lonely,
will she take her place?
He hopes & wishes if only.

A laughing face gleams
at the girl & boy sittin’
to onlookers it seems
she’s well & truly bitten.


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