Thursday, June 11, 2009

Risk

How can you win
If you don’t even try?
You hit the slippery slope
And try it again

Take some of the risk
You have half a chance
To win her affection
Be the name on her lips

Down shift to high
Leaving tracks as you skid
Going for broke
To hear her soft sighs

Don’t slow down
You’ve got the checkered flag
They are laps behind you
You’re the best all around

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Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.

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