nothing makes a lousy day better
than seeing a sexy woman at the
convenience store
in her office attire with her white
half-sweater buttoned snugly around her breasts
and her black hair pulled back, her
face barely creased with the lines of experience,
but still retaining the glow of her youth
perhaps she is there on her lunch break,
choosing between the
chocolate chip cookies and
the granola bars as her perfume
drifts lazily down the aisle
she strides around the shop
confidently, silently demanding the
attention of every man in the room
her every curve jiggling slightly
as if she were shaking off their
wanton eyes
i almost want to shake my awe and
walk right up to her to thank her
for redeeming the morning’s thankless
wasted hours and reminding me
just why i woke up in the first place
We all need something to appreciate when life gets a little hard to take. As always, keep up with your talent. Warm regards. P.S., I posted some stuff you might enjoy. Keep up the good work.
Excellent poem. I felt as though I was there and seeing through your eyes. Warmest regards, CJ
very well written, Jacob! You've conveyed a solid experience. I, too, get the whole thing. That's no mean feat.
Well versed and descriptive poem Reverend! There is not much more that is as inspiring as a beautiful woman, be it visual or the more metaphysical realms.
very descriptive....could smell pretty perfume: p nice title
ooo thats so cool! every time i walk into a convenience store now, im gonna be all 'yay! here i am, brightening all the mens' days! ' i really liked the mood of this poem and your choice of words. and lucky for you i looked up 'wanton' on merriam-webster online yesterday! ..wait...never mind..ive forgotten again. i think ill go look it up. >.<
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's not many better things than seeing a beautiful women like you described, quite wonderfully by the way.