A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding

The Looks Of Love

“That first sauntering, proud swagger of the cat who caught the mouse – well deserved and hard-earned, worthy of ‘entitlement .’

The hasty near-bumping into, later found times again, hovering near with intense stare or protective, courteous stare.

And that never-wavering smile on the dance floor…

Then a flinch – as if I wouodn’t care.”

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