Cindi Silva Poetry

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dating tips|

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Dating Tips

She wanted him so b-a-d
but she didn’t want to seem slutty
She always heard to wait to the third date
They had just met by happenstance
They both tried to go to a restaurant that was closed
Was it fate that it was their favorite restaurant
They seemed to be connecting; and there
was a mutual strong attraction
By the way they went to a restaurant across the street
She knew when the time came
And by that is meant when she found someone
she thought might be relationship material
then she would wait until she could tell he
was falling in love
But for now it didn’t really matter
She just wanted to be thrilled and held afterwards
The thought of his hands touching her made
her blush
He asked her if she was okay
A few minutes later she put her hand on his
thigh for just a moment
Yes, I’m good
He called her fresh
She laughed and invited him home

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Author: Cindi Silva Poetry

I'm an artist, poet, writer, activist and more. I like writing about the ordinary and transforming it to extraordinary, which I think it already is but you may have been to busy to notice. Sometimes I write about politics, love, relationships, and every day strife. If you like my blog, I invite you to follow me. Thanks for stopping by. Peace and great joy to you always! Cindi

One thought on “dating tips|

  1. A very nice dating tale. I tell people. Best slow and easy. Good things take time.

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