Waiting on a Blind Date

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Title: Waiting on a Blind Date
Type: Poetry
Prompt: No prompts this time. :/
Warning(s): None
Disclaimer: Poem written by tao_empress and should not be submitted stating otherwise.
Notes: Most of the lines actually came from a short story I wrote. A half-ass attempt to make something up in one hour.

Burgundy-colored leather
Squeaking softly with movements
She shifts
In her creamy mocha dress
Patience

Outside, through the clear class
A multitude of rainbowed leaves
Symbolizing
The changing of the seasons
Peaceful

All around her, an amorous atmosphere
Soft music, sweet scents cooking
Dim candles
Rotting up the air with romance
Disdain

Fidgeting, nervous
Along the seam of her dress
Drumming
Digits tap out a massage
Her comfort

Waves of crimson
In her brown eyes
Reflecting
Clutching the wine glass

Then he calls

Liquid nirvana spills
Across the ivory cloth
Spreading
Like blood across tiled floors
Such a mistake.

But it’s too late now.


Written March 8, 2007