All Alone
There she sat, all alone.
I was nervous, I was kind,
I built up my courage, I built up my faith.
She looked good,
Her hair was curly and was flowing
she had a loud smile,
reading Kafka, she was sweet,
and I took a deep breathe,
and drowned in her beauty.
I finally stood up and started walking over,
till a man sat down next to her.
"Hey baby!"
"Hi, Honey!"
Those couple words were exchanged
and sealed with a single, wet kiss.
I went back to my seat,
and sat all quiet.
I wrote this poem,
all alone.
-10-25-2013-
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