The Sweat Shop
She slips on her sweatpants then heads towards the door
over to the gym to exercise, bodily atonement just so
Diner reservations are at eight there is still so much to do
before meeting him in her silk red dress and Reveling smile
At the makeup counter she chooses a vigorous Opium scent
with two dreamy eyes she pays the lady then walks out
Unbeknownst,... her sweetheart is perusing the glass case for
a diamond ring. He is ready to dive right in for the sake of love
A gentleman across from him snaps the velvet case shut
son there is a reason why they call it, " The Sweat Shop"
He wipes a brow, "I think she's worth it" he says with fieriness
then he arrives early to place the ring beneath a damask cloth;
Chopin plays on as he gazes in her eyes of tinkling glass
he holds out the ring, " Will You Marry Me" he whispers
as the world falls away for a moment, for a second, for a day
two lovers kiss in a booth that smells like roses and wine.
By: Mystic Rose / Feb. 10, 2022
Sponsor Kai Michael Neumann
Contest Name The Sweat Shop
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