My Date

Her name was Lin.
She was petite and slim
With long, black hair.

Just for a dare
I asked her
To dance.
She did sway
In a most peculiar way.

In search of romance
I took a chance
And invited her back
To mine.

We drank wine
As my black
Cat did purr,
But hold on there
I have no cat, either white or black,
And Lin I haven’t seen
Since the night of Halloween …

	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
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	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Indifference

K Morris – Poet