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Every now and thenWe all fall in loveWith a totally inappropriatePerson
And I would not be different
You sort of see someoneAnd you don’t want to noticeThat ring on his fingerNor really that sort of happyLook in his eyes
You do however knowImmediatelyHow wonderful it would beTo fall into those armsTo nuzzle the hairsOf his underarmsTo rub your cold feetAgainst those thighs
You do want to knowWhat the water would feel likeAs it caresses you twoIn a rainbow showerThe soapy suds swirling aroundAs you kiss and kiss and kiss
You do want to knowHow he takes his eggsWhether his toast should be butteredOn both sidesIf he drinks decaf or regular
But he is a totally inappropriate personAnd all the world knowsThis cannot work
Yet all the world would thinkIf they could see him“I want to be in love with that”
And I would not be different
-Nikki GiovanniBicycles, Love Poems

Every now and then
We all fall in love
With a totally inappropriate
Person

And I would not be different

You sort of see someone
And you don’t want to notice
That ring on his finger
Nor really that sort of happy
Look in his eyes

You do however know
Immediately
How wonderful it would be
To fall into those arms
To nuzzle the hairs
Of his underarms
To rub your cold feet
Against those thighs

You do want to know
What the water would feel like
As it caresses you two
In a rainbow shower
The soapy suds swirling around
As you kiss and kiss and kiss

You do want to know
How he takes his eggs
Whether his toast should be buttered
On both sides
If he drinks decaf or regular

But he is a totally inappropriate person
And all the world knows
This cannot work

Yet all the world would think
If they could see him
“I want to be in love with that”

And I would not be different

-Nikki Giovanni
Bicycles, Love Poems

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