The Waitress
I know you saw me
Standing there
Desire in your eyes
Your lips wet
Hands in pockets
I strike a pose
You change positions
I throw my head back
You love the slender neck
You legs begin to move
I take one step forward
You stand a little taller
Hands reaching out
Fingertips touch
You twirl me around
A smile widens on your face
Your hand around my waist
Hips come together
Music on the jukebox
You rip my apron off
And look into my eyes
Feet moving in sync
Hearts beating faster
Spinning round and round
The cafe disappears
As we sink into the groove
The dance is over
My apron reattached
You walk towards the door
Taking one last look again
I blow a kiss your way
You reach out to grab it
Our eyes speak
As we know this
Won’t be the last dance.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
05.27.2014
Romantical 🙂
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Thanks I tried to make it that way!!
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I really like this.
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Thanks Sun!!!
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Beautiful. What a talent.
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Thank you so much!
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