After the Date
His touch, his kiss
Was so gentle.
As he held me in his arms,
I trembled.
His gaze in his eyes,
Was so wonderful,
As he looked at me he said,
I was beautiful.
You held me,
You looked at me,
So deeply,
As you touched my face,
So carefully.
Was so gentle.
As he held me in his arms,
I trembled.
His gaze in his eyes,
Was so wonderful,
As he looked at me he said,
I was beautiful.
You held me,
You looked at me,
So deeply,
As you touched my face,
So carefully.
Truthfully, at first, I didn't have a title for this poem, but after reading it (so many times) I kinda, sorta thought of it as date thing. Like when your date drops you off back home...(you get the idea), well that thought came to mind right away and so that's how it came to be "After the date".
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