i bet the family cow on the magic my hands could make
you never saw a sight so famed, yet plain, and most of all, tis painless
there's no playing cards, no throwing knives, there is no flying birds
just my two hands, there actions snapping, and most of all no words
it starts with want, it ends with need....and in the middle i placed a verb
a brazened stare was all we shared before i did my deed
in that time a crowd arrived, word spread of our explosion
they thought such beauty must be dirty, rust colored mind's erosion
from the crowd there came a voice, the silence it was broke,
"Twenty dollars says the pale boy chokes",
He doesn't know about my Legend, to take his money will be my pleasure,
I've done twice the deed with half the leisure
trading warmth, we both stepped closer, time accrewed, with hands through hair, we waited for our cue
blue above and green below, our brown eyes lose there hue
a bow is snapped, an arrow sent...the act has just gone through
a baffled face, gives way to grace...you see, the verb was "holding" you
simple u say, "not that great",
maybe i'll lose the act, get lost in the crowd, find a spot in the shade :)-
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