First Date
First Date
Babe,
I would shoot cupids arrow in your bulls-eye
He says with rally caps in his eyes
... you what?
Her eyes blink
Her breathing stops
The first date emitting a moan
For the better or worse, a passerby muses
A coy laugh snaking from his lips
She shows her teeth
Balls her fist
Gives the passerby a chop in the ribs
And then the pond of ducks quaked and sky
Drinks atop the bar scatter
Like feathers thrown in the air
Patrons then move closer to their campfire
This is good, one says
Reminds me of how I baited my wife
Or is that banged?
A cackle a laughs follow
Throw another log on the fire, miss
Please
She looked over and just blinked
Men
connie pachecho
7/20/17
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