Dark Beer Date

At an upscale bar, I sat over a dark beer,
waiting for the woman matching a dating
profile picture.
I swore I’d never use one of those goddamn apps.
Yet, here I am.
And there she was, approaching me.
Besides her oval, blue eyes,
she looks nothing like her profile.
She’s got…
I mean, she’s got long, dark hair
that spirals to the small of her back.
She’s got tattoos, and it’s tripping
me out because I think she’s the woman
I’ve been waiting for — I play it off
like she’s just another girl.
She’s the girl of my dreams.

(© 2022 AC)

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