First Date

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Nervous hands grasp liquid courage,

Perspiration rolls.

Eyes can’t meet,

Tongue can’t straighten,

Mind remembers door.

Eyes as sharp as diamonds,

Skin as dark as sand,

Voice as sweet as breathing.

Finally relaxed.

 

Abigail D. Gray

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