Serving her
what I thought our last
meal together was
the waiter,
stopped and whispered
in her ear,
a smile appeared
with her throwing her arms
around him
and kissing him,
I would jealous be,
but I must admit,
never ever
having a customer
kiss me like that
before….
This story is the work of Notthedane56. You can find a lot more of his poetry, fiction and humor on his main site Everything in and around Denmark and on his new blog My House at the Sea.
How sweet. All the likes 🙂
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🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed Notthedane56’s story! He has quite a way with words, I think 🙂
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