First Date
I sat at a table ment for two,
But realize he isnt showing i mingle my shoe,
Looking over to a couple trying to make out what they whisper,
In jelousy i stare when he leans in to kiss her,
I watch the women as she slips off her thong,
Hands it beneath the table to him as if it werent wrong,
I couldnt stop staring,
They looked so daring,
I saw as the man refusly began to swet,
I seen the women word she is now wet,
The women looks over at me as if she knows ive been watching,
I look quickly away and awkwardly begin coughing,
I am so embaressed her eyes met mine,
Why cant they be normal and only dine,
If that was it i wouldnt of stared,
Theyd be just people i wouldnt care,
My heart begins to race as i begin to head for the door,
I promised to myself im never coming back her nomore,
Copyright © Ashley Poole | Year Posted 2017
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