The Draft

I love the way
She enters a room with out a trace
When shoved
She's not a treat

I adore the way
She carries herself with poise and grace
To the point
Where I think I might forget

Keep the attack short and fast
Let the blow be swift not slow

I love the way
He stumbles down a flight of stairs
They scream in awe
So puzzled and so amazed

I adore the way
He answers all our silent prayers
We join hands and form a circle
Completley dazed

Keep the attack short and fast
Let the blow be swift not slow