The siren dips her virgin toes into the pool
Of destiny. Trying, testing, while his tie is faced away.
Painted black. Probing with feeling or
The desire to lay out a faux plot.
In which, what good would come?
Merely the wondering thoughts from
Admirers. Opinions icing.
But him, the other one..
Irresistible.
Turquoise deep blue eyes.
Hazed over. Sharing a
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