Poem -
The First Date
The woman with hazel eyes talks
The man never takes his eyes away
From her moving lips
the angle of her nose
The colour of her hair
His senses stirring
By the perfection of her sentences
The stream of thought that flows
from her naked mind
one plate of salad is given to him
They share it with one fork
And he notices a piece of lettuce
on her chin
Reaches over and wipes it away
With his thumb and index finger
While she stays still
Posed in her sweetest smile
And he thinks she is impossibly delicious
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First dates can be fun....... if I remember that far back !!! :)
Thank you sister, and yes it does sound like a wonderful first date with lots of magic and flowing conversation, a little wine, a Heineken or two, some personal history revealed, laughter and it seems to me that there may have been some sparks as well....I love your comments sis, just saying, :D
Lol you're never too old for a first date, my friend :d
True ! My wife would not appreciate me having one !!! :)
Soft, sweet and wonderfully written, wish it could continue lol, the beauty of being on a date where you are admired and appreciated, best moment. I enjoyed reading this beauty over here :-)
hey Bridgette, how r u? you like this one? thanks for a very cool comment...I'm not thinking too much about writing poetry these days, but if something comes I'll write it down for fun...lol you wanted the write to continue, when it ends it ends I have no control, cheers my friend...
Very sweet! Indeed, first dates human behavior in perfection.
But after dating a month, "ya better roll down the window dear, cause I'm about to fart."
lol, funny but so true Kimmy