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Fortune Cookie Fate
Fortune Cookie Fate
I picked her up
at half past 6
as we had planned
I would,
and found
a corner table lit
with candle light
so good.
Her evening wear
was choice though sparse and showed a bit
of skin,
and somewhere elves
had worked all night
on shoes
so tall and thin.
The meal was tasty
yet my chop sticks
dragged
across my tongue,
for every bite
she took tonight
begged open mouthed
and hung.
My eyes applied
their focused power
to constantly
review,
as every word
she spoke as said
seemed more
and more a cue.
All done at last,
and seemed too fast,
enjoyment
filled my head;
a smile beguiled,
her fortune gleamed,
"A perfect date has LOVE
in mind.....in bed."
I picked her up
at half past 6
as we had planned
I would,
and found
a corner table lit
with candle light
so good.
Her evening wear
was choice though sparse and showed a bit
of skin,
and somewhere elves
had worked all night
on shoes
so tall and thin.
The meal was tasty
yet my chop sticks
dragged
across my tongue,
for every bite
she took tonight
begged open mouthed
and hung.
My eyes applied
their focused power
to constantly
review,
as every word
she spoke as said
seemed more
and more a cue.
All done at last,
and seemed too fast,
enjoyment
filled my head;
a smile beguiled,
her fortune gleamed,
"A perfect date has LOVE
in mind.....in bed."
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