The Drive-thru

The Drive-thru

A Poem by Margie F
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Many people believe that I wrote this poem in response to an actual experience. This poem was an experiment and is a product of free flowing thoughts without conscious guidance.

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C 2001

Never had I thought
He’d look at me that way
With a gentleness in his eyes,
And a smile.

I had always hoped
The day would come
When he would reach to me
For other reasons than a drink.

I remember the leaps inside me
When his hand brushed against mine
And the fast beating of my heart
Said, “don’t pull away.”

He looked into my eyes
--oh what should I say�"
and for lack of something better
I said, “have a nice day.”

© 2019 Margie F


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Sounded fully as if a "He said, she said, he said, ...and they did something totally innocent and fun as a pair... and it left you with a smile inside." A good daydream to both have and share.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Margie F

4 Years Ago

Yes, a beautiful daydream indeed. I love your comment.
Chris

4 Years Ago

But it was true - a dear and well thought out ...daydream
LOL

"He looked into my eyes--oh what should I say-and for lack of something betterI said, "have a nice day.""
"Okay thanks I'll yeah have a nice day you too."

LOL. This happened to me once instead of saying have a nice day i said nice weather were having huh.
LOL. enjoyed it.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Haven't we all experienced that giddy feeling in the presence of someone we are crushing terribly on? lol. I remember those days of not being able to gather enough courage to even whisper a "hello." This was a cute poem, I enjoyed it :]

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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