I looked around the room...
I had cooked for quite a few.
But what I couldn't deny
Was the woman who caught my eye.
Her figure was divine.
I knew she would decline...
An offer to go outside
So to the house we were tied.
I cleared my throat and announced
That the food was ready; they bounced
To the dining area, and I sighed.
I wished that I could hide.
At this woman I couldn't stop staring
After we ate, I was past caring.
I tapped her shoulder and said
"You've been running through my head.
Please come for a walk with me.
I know for now you're free."
My lady in the red dress smiled.
"I like how your hair is styled."
"You do?" I said, heart racing.
I almost started pacing.
"You have me in a mess.
I ADORE that bright red dress!"
"Why thank you," she said, smiling,
Inside I felt I was dying.
"So, let's go on this walk.
I assume you want to talk?"
"Yes," I said quickly, blushing.
To the garden I went rushing.
I turned to her, starting to say
Everything I felt today.
"I love your cute brown eyes.
Seeing you here was a surprise.
Your smile is so heart warming...
I can tell something is forming.
I want to be with you,
And I hope you like me too.
I noticed you glancing at me,
And I feel it's meant to be.
Sweetheart, do respond.
We can't be gone for long."
She laughed, and I smiled too.
"You sir, have thought this through.
I'm flattered that you like me.
But there will never ever be a 'we'.
I'm married and have two children.
My husband is one in a million.
I came here because of your mother.
She and my Aunty,
They know each other.
I don't know what you're thinking,
But let the reality sink in.
I'm not a slab of meat,
And I would never cheat.
So please, let's go inside,
And you can hold on to your pride.
Yes I'm flattered, that's true,
But I have no interest in you."
She turned and walked away,
And I watched her in dismay.
I wished I hadn't spoken.
My heart and soul was broken.
It was true I didn't know her,
And already, things were over.
Late that night I laid in bed,
Her words rushing around my head.
I wished I never saw her.
That I could be how I was before her.
She has gripped my mind and soul
For now I just could not be whole.
I tossed and turned, stressed...
Over the beauty in the bright red dress.
Makala Thomas
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LADY IN A RED DRESS
PoetryA party host is intrigued and frustrated by a beautiful woman in a red dress who is at his party.... "I tossed and turned, stressed... over the beauty in the bright red dress." Makala Thomas