Night Out {Chapter 1 of 8}

Night Out Number 1 in the night series Poetry inspired by the artwork of Drew Darcy

Night out

The night was planned for days it seemed,

For he had asked if she would go,

He had tickets for the ballet in town,

And the thought of it thrilled her so,

 

She had many fine things in her closet, though,

It seemed she had nothing to wear,

That would make her feel so elegant,

And she really wanted him to stare,

 

Then she remembered the famous story of old,

About the king and his famous clothes,

Then she matched her lips, to the gloves she wore,

And hope he liked what she chose

Reviews

[Dessi]

To me, the thought of the ballet isn't as thrilling as what happens afterward...
The excitement has built them both to crescendo as it's designed to do.
The red is sultry, intoxicating...no doubt there.
To me, some black laces added from one breast to the other on the deep red dress and maybe on the sides... is as those crashing waters over the top of the dam...breached... oh my...
I love your tone in this one. Trace.

[Trace]

I am so glad you enjoyed this poem. It is #1 in the series of 8 about that special date night. Thank you for your comments and compliments on #1. Read on.

Trace

[Brandy]

She knows with her luscious lips in that deep shade of red, and those luxurious gloves barely covering her, he'll be in complete awe.

This is soft, elegant and sexy.

[Trace]

Nice to see you found this little poem interesting, thank you for your wonderful comments and resubmitting to the post

Huggs, T