The Mime

He mimed the heart within his chest
Beating with love I think
Then he turned to me, extended his hand
And gave me a mischievous wink

In that moment of madness, I leaned back
I knew what I wanted to say
But the words would come as I lifted my hand
Only my mind said "go away"

We went for a stroll down the sidewalk
Ostensibly looking for a place to be
I worried that the watchers would frown
Because he wore more make-up than me

Our silent conversation continued
As he flung his hands in the air
In the animated story telling
He flung the next man from his chair.

He swung me out onto the floor
To the tune of a pulsating dance
With thrusting moves of his muscular thighs
A girl like me stood no chance

The overt actions kept coming
Until we ran to his home by the sea
Not one inch of make did he remove
As he silently made love to me

Where I would shake and fret and howl
He would silently open his mouth
But even when I rocked his world
No noise at all came out.

In despair I finally let it rip
And made enough noise for two
Once again I have to ask
What's a girl like me to do?

I left him in the morning
Thinking that was an interesting twist
Of the strange flings I've encountered
That one goes to the top of the list

Now when I get a phone call
And no one's on the other end
I think of my silent one-time lover
And say, "Hello, old friend."