a study toward sonnet #1,308 by FisherKingKQJ
Sure, you can do worse than wishful thinking,
Reaching out to him through furtive friends,
With that flattery attuned to such ends
As yet like hush - stepping out, arm linking.
Way you sort, your heart is rising, sinking
In fantasy, his slight gesture emends,
His favour for a favour your track wends,
Where you're batting lashes, he's clear winking.
You could take on subtle, selfless action,
And so twist hair in combs, his favoured style,
You could don his favoured tulle for traction,
Sync crackling static so, you'd spark his smile.
These inside tips, you haven't heard from me,
I know what brilliance you two could well be.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 me
o $10,000,000 ego
o $10,000,000 self
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