It was nineteen fifty three
Early May had begun
My will was set free
My first sip of rum
The Irish pub became rushed
With blue caller men with fists
My face became flushed
For a few were touchy
I grabbed my shall
Headed for the exit
I slipped but landed my fall
I grasped the strong hand above me
The gentlemen around twenty-five
Tilted his hat
His smile made me feel alive
He offered to go for a walk
I had my thought
Should he be trusted?
I remembered everything I had been taught
But I had impaired judgment
We reached the train station
Restaurant songs played in the distance
His eyes gleamed with passion
He began to hum along
My body was held close to his chest
As we began to move with rhythm
The Fox trot fit us best
But we were off beat
He twirled me in his grip
My knees were week
From this love trip
I was hypnotised
I felt a strong attraction
To a man I barely new
An uncontrollable passion
That was met by a kiss
I left on a train
Back to New York
I had nothing to gain
I had nothing to lose
Author notes
I used prompt 3,dancing
the reason was I thought of when this photo could have took place. when simple charming worked and gentlemen came in dozens. thats when a story was born in my mind.
hollowriver
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Aside from the few spelling errors I greatly enjoyed reading this piece. It is a very interesting story and I loved following it. Great write.
Good job and keep up the great writing!
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this has a really lively 'tude to it!! the entire piece was a tale that grabbed the reader from start to end...!
loved it!
becca....
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This was an awesome write, the only thing I saw was this... "Headed for the exist" did you mean exit? I type extremely fast sometimes and don't catch it when I post poems...like I put burned in stead of burden... sorry I didn't mean to ramble, this was a beautiful poem and I'm glad that you shared it with us best wishes in this contest!
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Wow. This is "Wow." I love the story you weaved from the prompt! Very, very creative. This piece flows so well, and the imagery is very vivid! I felt like I was the girl in the gentelman's arms! Bravo!!! Great job and Good Luck
♥ Kathraina -
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aww thank you
your comments always mean alot
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