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love poetry writing

Wallflower

Every party has at least one wallflower
wobble, crack, snap

Sometimes they come in twos
At opposite ends of a room, both staring at their shoes
wobble, crack, snap

One wallflower may be sitting on a wobbly chair
Looking up from her drink, she does not dare
wobble, crack, snap

The other wallflower perhaps leaning against a wall
As if afraid without his support it may crumble and fall
wobble, crack, snap

And of course, there should be a moment during the evening
Were our two wallflowers meet
wobble, crack, snap

Most likely with not much flair, charm, or elegance
wobble, crack, snap

A ramshackle chair that breaks
Through the air goes flying spectacles, and nibbled on shortcakes
wobble, crack, snap

One wallflower helping the other back on both feet
A stolen look, a smile, their hearts skipping a beat
wobble, crack, snap