Wouldn't You?

Idalene, the beauty queen, considered
My asides obscene. She frowned at
First, but, then, between the salad
Plates and soup tureen, she snorted.
Then, she laughed aloud, and I was
Gratified and proud, and, subsequently,
Not so cowed. I said, “I know it's
Getting late, but would you join me
On a date?” She nodded. After all
We ate, we chose to dance, and then
To mate, and, in the aftermath of
Such a wondrous night, I celebrate.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-10-12 at 14:31

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