Bad Timing

She Was Poetry In Motion

She walked in,

with confidence as her best friend.

Her smile illuminated the dark room,

and there was no doubt in my mind that she’d be mine soon.

I kept my cool, for she was hot as hell,

her body was draped in some top designer, and she wore it well.

As she approached, I acted as if she didn’t matter,

just like she acted as if she didn’t hear all the chatter,

that would flatter.

Most,

but she was far from most,

the type that didn’t need to brag or boast.

Once she got close enough, she stopped and struck a pose,

and I suppose,

I was supposed to rise, but I never rose.

So, she took the initiative and pulled up a chair,

I gave her a glance, far from a stare.

But what I saw, oh my God, a goddess in human form,

and when she spoke, it was like the calm after the storm.

And when I finally looked into her eyes, I was lost, never to be found again,

then my alarm clock went off, and I said damn! Why did my dream have to come to an end?

Thank you for reading my words.

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May all we deserve and desire flow abundantly into our lives like a river into a sea.

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