Thank You Ms.A Poem by -DaRiius-SOuL-A dream i had a year ago. Just a simple account of what happened.
-“Thank you Ms.” I am amazed, amazed at the thing that happened between you and I.. What a day. -You arrived early Tuesday morning, Navy blue business suit, silver bangles. 8:39 AM, and my heart was already tangled. - You stepped onto the elevator. Pressed number 5. The elevator was not the only thing on the rise. -You stepped off and went to your workplace. I was so glad you did not see the look on my face. (Or the sweat on my back...how embarrassing is that) I made my way to my desk, I was already late. -You went to lunch at noon. And so did I. Rode the elevator once again...i couldn’t muster a “hi” -You arrived back exactly when I did. “How is it that you keep running into me?” you said jokingly. I forced a bad laugh, shrugged uncomfortably. -You poked your head in my door. My jaw hit the floor. Asked me did I have file no. 4. I said “I didn’t know. But I would look into it.” -You were working overtime. And my boss asked me to do the same, I thought it was lame. Until I saw you working late, and that changed the whole game. --It is a shame that I could not make the first move. I could not at all muster what I thought was smooth. It went out the window with you. Now back to you. -You asked me what time was I going to leave. I made a good joke (finally) and said, “it would be a miracle if I made it before 3!” Your next statement I could not believe. -You asked me could I accompany you for a cup of tea. I said “I donno ma’am.” You begged me please. And I politely declined. -You said “maybe another time.” And slipped me a white square. And on it, it had your number and a heart written on there. -“Thank you Ms.” © 2009 -DaRiius-SOuL-Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 27, 2009 Author-DaRiius-SOuL-Suffolk, VAAboutIm Darius. Pretty cool guy. I am a christian, i love music. I play a few instruments, and i sing well so ive been told (lol). I like writing music, and lyrics inspire me, i need influences, and this s.. more..Writing
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