Poem -

All's well that ends well..a love story

All's well that ends well..a love story

Her eyes looked at him.
From across her office cubicle.
He had been working here
forr three months .
She was his supervisor.
But oh his eyes they cut her
to her heart.
So blue
So beautiful?
He exchanged pleasantries
with her and 
twice she noticed
Him looking at her legs.
She was afraid 
She needed this job.
It’s not appropriate
for a supervisor to 
date her charges.
But oh just oh.
She saw him in the bar
on Saturday he was alone.
She swallowed her drink quickly
for courage.
and went over to him
He looked up into her eyes
with his beautiful blue eyes
with grey flecks.
He smiled at her and said hello  Miss.
She heard herself say
 Its not Miss its  Anastasia.
Do you want to dance?
He held her close 
The alto sax wailed a blues tune.
He said softly do you know
how long I have
wanted to hold you?
But I was afraid.
She whispered 
Not as long 
as I wanted to hold you.
But I am your boss.
What can I do?
He smiled and said 
My father owns the company.
I will be transferred 
to a new department
next week.

A year later

He lifted their first baby
High in the air
He squealed in delight.
He said I love you son
Almost as much as I love
my Anastasia.

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