She draws red lines on a whiteboard
then turns to the people behind her,
echoing with her eyes half-closed.


She likes to mesmerize the opposite sex
with a flock of violet words,
with a legion of mouth shut smiles.


She says she won’t finish her plate,
she will make you sniggering
at her nibbled tomato sauce spaghetti.


He has a wall of webs in front of him,
he will love to pause for a minute,
shifting a blank chair,
bleaching his reddening thoughts.

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