We Ourselves Lose

We ourselves lose
To flirts
In skirts
And high-heeled shoes.

Scent carried on a summer’s breeze.
Girls who tease
And perchance
Please.

‘Tis the dance
That will never end
My friend
Or so we pretend.

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