Poem by me about a Restaurant staff who fantasize a dream which may or may not come through. Please enjoy the read and let me get your opinion about my Restaurant Friend.
RED DATE
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Coincidence indeed !!!
We happened to appear on us
Redly dressed, adorned in beauty Red linens,
decorated in beautiful flows, curves suiting perfectly
As the flowers smiled red fragrance, occupying our atmosphere We helplessly share our expensive smile for free,
We slowly sip and strip the glass empty
As we intoxicate and fantasize our hearts to tangle.
Our hands magically and simultaneously argue in peaceful silence as our bodies responding with pleasure Almost striping us off
And then the manager gave me a dirty slap to remind me I was cleaning the red section of the restaurant.
The poem is my original creative work. Enjoy the read and share what you think. Perhaps you think an idea should be included. Thank you.
