A Waiter's Poem

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Her eyes glowed in the soft candle light

Breath fogged champagne glass mixed

with lipstick prints, I can still see

her smile and smell the heady aroma

of her scent.

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Moonlight poured in to the sacred space

we were soon to lay our heads, though it

was blistering cold outside, it'd be warm

inside her bed.

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On walls where yearning shadows would soon

dance, we'd make love like it was our last

chance. We would hold each other in a

passionate embrace unmatched, by throwing

our entire souls into it until the emotions

finally unlatched.

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She'd proclaim her feelings for me because she

couldn't hold it back, she'd shout

it from the balcony, for she'd want all the

world to know how very much she loves me.

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My heart would grow 10 times larger that

very night, if I could only get her to

notice me, my life would finally

take flight.

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Thanks for reading! - Sam