Saturday, October 15, 2011

It Went Great Until...

I lean in close
A secret to hear
While speaking his prose
I feel spit in my ear

We have a nice meal
Romance defined
A pricey ordeal
Then his card is declined

One day in the park
With wine, cheese and bread
So sweet until
A bird drops on my head

Do I think it's a sign-
The universe speaking?
Or is it just life's
Imperfections happening?



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