eat anything with her

‘eat anything with her’

and the napkins scattered across the bar

they blamed the wind while i my face

finding my breath again after she stole it

the way she slipped her leg over mine

and my friend in the band played a song

i can’t remember what but it was perfect

i had hamburger on my chin

but she makes me a mess anyway. 

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