Curly

I first saw you in the gateway

Your eyes caught mine, and we both looked away

You were listening to something soft

I thought I heard Chopin, but Iwasn't sure at all

Your dark hair is curly

You make my heart feel swirly

The night is soft and twirly

And I am lost

You said much to colleagues, but I didn’ t mind

In the spaces between, we found a rhythm, undefined

Your suit was dark, yet dresscode right

As if you carried otherladys' eyes

Your dark hair is curly

You make my heart feel swirly

The night is soft and twirly

And I am lost

We both loved the sound of something fleeting

Freedom in every note, hearts slowly beating

I’ d hum along to your classical grace

And you’ d smile when I let jazz take its place

Your dark hair is curly

You make my heart feel swirly

The night is soft and twirly

And I am lost

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