A Woman In A Bar

She dress up charmingly, she took a seat next to

the table, she got her grape fruit wine, she listening

fabulous music in the bar, she got her notebook and

pen along in the bar, she wrote many love poems

of fate miracle dream fantasy adventure, she felt in

love every minute long of her life extremely and

extremist feeling, she always been so happy enough

in the whole world, that one hour ago, some guy

came to her, he take one knee down, he said to her

passionately and warmth, may I dance with you on

the dance floor, Grace told him, I love to dance with

you, Terry and Grace dance together beautifully and

classy and classical of slow dancing, Terry asked

Grace, may I kiss you on the dance floor, she said to

him of course, he'd kiss her perfectly, when the music

is over, he take Grace back her table of hers, Terry said

to her, may I sit with you, Grace said to him “YES” Terry

said to her again, are you writing a love poem, Grace

said to him again and again, I Am. Its about you Terry, Terry

told her honestly, You're the Woman in a bar, she actually

kiss him sweetly and candy taste

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-13-15