My Dream Date
I was only seventeen standing outside of the library, when he walked by. Tall as the sky, with waves of thick brown hair to match his eyes. As my face turned beet red, I almost melted into the ground. That night as my head sank into my soft pillow, dreamland was on it's way. A new dress I did wear as I opened the front door, he was wearing a huge smile with red sneaks and not much more. With flowers and candy in hand, he said for you enjoy sweet thing. A magical moment it was, he had taken my breath away. Off in his little candy red vet, we did fly. Dinner and dancing was on the menu under the sky, the night would be over way too soon. Back at my front door, he leaned over for a big juicy kiss. Now I wake up kissing my feather pillow, oh no~boohoo once more.
Date Written: 1/25/2023
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Note: This Is just a write.........
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2023
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