It was a rare chance I came out that night
A persuasive friend and my own boredom
Took me off my couch and away from my comfort
As I feared, the night turned into disaster
When I found myself darting down a hallway
In desperate attempt to avoid an unwanted advance
Turning the corner, red cup firmly in hand
Ready to give things up for the night
And return to my soft, welcoming couch
But - I bumped directly into a firm, broad chest
And looked up - to see ocean gray eyes look back at me
Clutching my cup - my face blushed and my heart did flips
Who was this stranger with the smile on his lips?
Suddenly, my unwanted suitor swung into view
Stubbornly, I pretended not to see him
He gave up and slowly wandered off
As my eyes, my heart, my entire self
Became overtaken by this other.
About the Creator
Jennifer Geer
Writing my life away. Runner/mama/wife/eternal optimist/coffee enthusiast. Masters degree in Psychology.
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