*He lets the last chord linger, then he lowers himself to sit next to her.* -- Royal

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Subject: *He lets the last chord linger, then he lowers himself to sit next to her.*

Author:
Neil
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Date Posted: 16:15:18 10/18/03 Sat
In reply to: Mari 's message, "*smiles at him blushing a little*" on 19:53:06 10/17/03 Fri

*He rests his hand lightly and briefly on her hair, then begins to play softly, gazing into her eyes.*

I got to bet that your old man
Became fascinated with his own plans
Turned you loose, your mama too
There wasn't a thing that you could do.
I got faith in you, it's the kind of love
That cuts clean through.
I got faith in you, it's a razor love
And it's true.

And you really make my day
With the little things you say

I'm looking through the window at a silhouette
Trying to find something I can find yet
Imagination is my best friend
Got to watch out for the greedy hand, greedy hand
Make a living like a rolling stone
On the road there's no place like home
Silhouettes on the window.

Who was it made your eyes flicker like that
Tell me baby, where did you get the knack?
I came to you with open arms
And I really took you down the track
All I've got for you is the kind of love
That cuts clean through.
All I got for you is razor love
That cuts clean through.

You really make my day
With the little things you say

Now I'm looking through the window at a silhouette
Trying to find something I can find yet
Imagination is my best friend
Got to watch out for the greedy hand, greedy hand
Make a living like a rolling stone
On the road there's no place like home
Silhouettes on the window.

I got to bet that your old man
Became fascinated with his own plans.

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Subject Author Date

*smiles* Mari 18:48:50 10/18/03 Sat

Thanks, *he says, then grins.* I didn't know it either, until you said so. -- Neil, 10:31:36 10/19/03 Sun

*grins back* -- Mari, 15:38:34 10/20/03 Mon

*He stares hungrily into her eyes for a moment, his heart pounding.* -- Neil, 17:14:27 10/20/03 Mon

*smiles at him* -- Mari, 17:48:33 10/21/03 Tue

*Looks at her again, captivated by her turquoise eyes.* -- Neil, 07:19:54 10/24/03 Fri

*smiles at him for a second* -- Mari, 13:39:06 10/24/03 Fri

*His heart pounds wildly in his chest.* -- Neil, 08:59:04 10/25/03 Sat

*she can feel her heart beating fast too* -- Mari, 14:39:16 10/26/03 Sun

*He slowly smiles back at her.* -- Neil, 10:17:58 10/27/03 Mon

*grins happily at him* -- Mari, 15:14:26 10/28/03 Tue

re: -- Neil, 15:38:27 10/28/03 Tue

*takes his hand* -- Mari, 13:47:08 10/30/03 Thu

Me too, *he agrees.* Where should we go? -- Neil, 09:12:37 10/31/03 Fri

*thinks* -- Mari, 09:46:35 10/31/03 Fri

*Nods.* Sounds good. *He stands up and puts his guitar away in its case.* -- Neil, 09:23:12 11/01/03 Sat