Thyris Taylor

Rookie - 41 Points (Alabama)

My Cup Runneth Over - Poem by Thyris Taylor

I happen upon her in a place of music, drink
and polite conversation. She has approachable
bright eyes and a lovely posture.

I say to her you are a pretty one bright eyes,
and she says, thank you, aren't you the flatterer,
I call them like I see them I say, I don't lie.

I give her my most winning smile, and insist on
paying for her next drink and ordered the same
for me, white wine, she accepts, a good sign.

I've Never seen you here before, come often? I ask.
First time she says, how about you, I'm a regular
I say, I'll be your personal guide to treasures.

She gives me a sunrise of a smile and says, nice.
Suddenly life is good. You see me, I say,
I see you, she says in a throaty voice.

What do you have in mind she ask, I pause, think.
I want to get to know you and for you to
know me, we are like worlds meeting for the first time.

She gives me this flirty, bright-eyed, stare.
I say, I want to sail along your coastline, walk
your beaches, swim in your ocean waters.

I say, I want to experience your different climates,
stroke your vegetation, and sample your nuts and fruits,
I say, I want to watch your moon rise and set in the evening.

She looks at me with questions in her smile that go unasked.
She shifts her lovely posture in her chair, takes a sip
of her wine, and says, you could do that. My cup runneth over.

Comments about My Cup Runneth Over by Thyris Taylor

  • Adeline Foster (3/29/2014 2:55:00 PM)

    Now, don't that beat all. Love the humor and all the double meanings. Read mine - Idle Folly -
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  • Sharad Juneja (4/20/2012 2:08:00 AM)

    lovely beautiful................ very sweeet (Report) Reply

  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (4/13/2012 11:03:00 AM)

    Lovely narrative about a brief encounter, hopefully the investigation does not last as briefly as the last sip.: -) Enjoy the trip, I say. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 15, 2012

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