Meeting up with the ladies at the bar to blow off some steam on a Friday night. It's supposed to be a relaxing night but instead it turned into this conversation.Hello ladies, and welcome to the Do It Right...

You sometimes look at me that wayWith nothing but silence to sayA closed distance unopened by youFraught, and yet, somehow subduedHowever long is at your leisureAs though Fate cutting the measureYet, I too sometimes look at youDistant silence filling...