A winkless wink

Was all that she offered.

I preferred much, much more.

Something more direct

To appease my narcissitic soul.

Her wink leaft me breathless

Wanting more, desiring less.

Men like me were the reason

She didn't date. Only hate

The haters because of what they are

Or even who they are.

I can never remember.

A winkless wink

Was all that I had to go on.

04/17/1980

Author's Note: I

Posted on 12/28/2006
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