A Feather In My Cap
I looked at her
across the dance floor
And wanted her desperately.
It was written all over my face,
It made my heart skip a beat
whenever she waltzed near me
and I suffered in silent misery.
But she was out of my league,
Too classy, too darn beautiful.
I turned around to walk away
when she tapped on
my shoulder lightly and asked,
"Can I have this dance with you?"
You could have knocked
me down with a feather!
08/03/2014
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2014
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