Patel asked who the girl was
her back to the wall tossing her hair
gestures all so choregraphed and sassy
her friends bent in hysterics eyes focus on that smile
On the other side of the board walk
where Patel asked me about this beautiful girl
How she moved and who she was dating infact
She broke into a comical dance immitating some fad
how his face lit up to see the moments of her
The enthusiasm fell out of him like a separate spirit
The infatuation rising in him a merciless chaotic shiva
She rolled her eyes fueled a defiant grin then glanced briefly
Just to check she still had an audience
Passive we sat predictably observing her
Patel asked if I knew her with that desperate tone
I said that if he preferred I could pretend to know her
She danced across the boardwalk between groups
The perfect legs elegant twirl pirouette and pivot easily
hair in such a measure to make the body seem to glide
Patel got up in fright as she sat down beside us teasingly
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