No I don't know how much I like you, but..
We met at that party on Campion Terrace
I had impressed the host by
necking back 3 glasses of
horrendous punch
so all I remember
is your voice like velvet
Then we are in
the sticky-floored Student's Union
One pound a pint
and I remember I didn't
know what to say other than "Hi"
I recall it was your turn
to have a hazed reality but hey,
I just recall by 11 o'clock
"Let's get out of here"
And then there was kissing in my car
your favourite ice cream to make your day
more drinks at the student bars
..I think I would miss you if you went away
Poetry by CC
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Written on 2009-03-11 at 18:47
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