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Poetry By: Indie Skreet

First meeting with D

Submitted:Jan 18, 2013    Reads: 29    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

An imposing six foot tall

To my five foot none

Eyes simpering blue

Connecting sad green ones

Build broad and manly

My own stature slight

Dark hair on chest

A favoured delight

Grin warm and tempting

Mine open and generous

Clear what on my mind?

This could be dangerous

Wore designer suit

Brogues choice of shoe

Pure cotton shirt

In mixed shades of blue

He appreciated class

Complimented my attire

Tailored dress, stiletto heels

Could he sense my desire?

His mane dark and smooth

Mine blond and wiry

Appeared affable

Hint of temper fiery?

Cut short and neat

Fashioned for youth

Same age as me

Perhaps a bit uncouth?

Fingers clean and manicured

His arms were toned and strong

An easy-going manner

We quickly got along

Politely left his quote

Which I agreed was fair

But my boss disputed

The roof needed repair

Brought me flowers anyway

Must have cost a bob or two

As recommended other

I was impressed with his thank you

It was eight months later

Before chief decided

Time for restoration

And we re-collided

Another few days passed

Presented with the bill

And wasn't long before

Were sharing mutual skill


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