She looks in the mirror
staring at her reflection
long brown hair falling around her gentle face
there are lines of stress she can not erase
she looks at her bright green eyes
so true not hiding anything not even lies
she looks at her soft pink lips
she stands up her dress clinging to her hips
she admires the dress, so pretty in red
she smiles and slowly walks away from the bed
she slips on her heels and grabs her shaw
he is in the living room, he stares in awe
they leave for a night of romance
the night got better dance after dance
on the door step touching were their lips
ending a perfect night with a perfect kiss
Perfect Kiss:
An enchanting poem, describing the perfect date. I enjoyed reading this poem, all very subtly put. You write well and put the reader at ease.
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