Rushing out
To open my door,
Holding my hand
& nothing more.
Ignoring me
When I try to pay,
Asking me
'How was your day?'
Kissing me
To shut me up,
Sharing your drink
When I drop my cup.
All of this
Plus the inbetween.
Can you really blame me,
For daring to dream?
Comments4
Enjoyed this, particularly the tempo.
Thank you 😊 It's just something silly I wrote about a date I went on with one of my friends last night haha.
Very nice.
Thank you 😊
Very nice poem, Karoline. Being a gentleman never goes out of style.
Thank you 😊
This was my first experience with a gentleman so I wanted to commemorate it!
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