Here's Your Mystery

"Oh, look at me, I'm so mysterious."
That's what she says.
Then she picks up the menu
and doesn't look at you.

"I'm just, you know, having a very serious meal here.
But go have fun with your sandcastles."
That's another thing she says
when she says what she says.

It wouldn't be any good to tell her
(again)
that they are sand sculptures!
Very different.

But how would she know the difference.
She's got no heart, is what I heard.
It wouldn't be practical.
She's too busy for all that.
Her lips don't long to laugh,
there's no strain that waits for release.
It just wouldn't be useful
to let those lips be kissed so sweet.
She's quite sure she doesn't want to be touched,
not a finger down the neck
soft and gentle as a feather.
Not a hand on her back,
or an arm to hold her close.
She's just not interested.
Of course she's not playing coy.
She's just not interested.

(Photo credit: "0239" from CIA DE FOTO on Flickr)

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