Don your best dress
Paint your lips an intoxicating divine
Drinking ***** martinis
I felt like I was the millennial Marilyn Monroe.

I laugh and I chide
My high heels too high for comfort
Serious conversations on the windowsill
The light mention or desire.
Intrigue
I have this feeling he just wanted to be alone with me
A hand on my leg
Softly on my shoulder
The best of friends

I fill up my calendar
And keep an eye on the clock
Turning away from it all
When I can help it
On the weekend
When a handsome boy shows up at my door
And grabs me for a kiss
Wanting to feel like I’m so all his.

It’s almost time to go visit home
I’m a little scared to leave
Timing is always interesting
I hope you reach for me.

Bed time now
I’ll drink coffee and run
I’ll bring a clear mind
An open heart
And vivid eyes.