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Date Night

the final hour

By Forest GreenPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Date Night
Photo by Siednji Leon on Unsplash

Ordering pasta and breadstick

Thought it was free but came with a bill

Free dessert was ice cream and cake

It was half melted nearby candles

Cake almost tasted hard as a brick

The ice cream soon looked like soup

The juice had no flavor like salt water

And the candles gave the ice cream its smell

The date ended in a better way

The two kissed the first time that day

Lipstick was over his mouth he could see it

He looked at his watch and it was eleven

He got to see the smile before departing

She smiled and winked at him as the moon came

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Forest Green

Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.

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    Written by Forest Green