She likes listening to you <br />And then talking with you. <br />She acknowledges your presence <br />And then grants her presence. <br />She lets her eyes meet yours <br />And then throws private glances <br />She pretends your intensions <br />And then accept casual presents. <br />She ignores incidental touches. <br />Now the ground is ripe for flirtation. <br />Flirtation is an art of living. <br />Flirtation is an art of loving. <br />Flirtation is the essence of life. <br />No adultery; a harmless recreation. <br />16.06.2008<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flirting-2/
