Dark Eyes

And you do a little dance,
And you follow the lines so well,
And you perfect the rouge evenly,
And Explosion is drumming in.

So you are tender, graceful, mild;
So you nibble, giggle, tilt,
So your eyes shine when you speak,
So Explosion contains.

As he gave a firm handshake,
As he had a perfect knot,
As his smell controlled the beats,
As he mingled with Explosion.

But you swung from one lamppost;
But you faltered with the odour;
But you could not be a fool;
But you long for Explosion.