"I remember you," the famous poet said, greeting me when I walked into the bar. "I fell in love with you two years ago." I knew it must be his line, but the feeling was mutual. I leaned in, expecting a slightly upgraded peck, but he opened his mouth. "Oh!" I whispered, and opened mine too.
Nicely done. And watch out for poets. Even if you are one.
ReplyDeleteI have yet to meet a famous poet.
ReplyDeleteMy famous poets have not been kissable, sadly.
ReplyDeleteOooh, Minet!
ReplyDeleteLOL Mali, your comment was the first thing I read this morning. I thought you said, "Oooh, Mine!" I was trying to figure out what you meant when my eyes finally focused.
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