Reaching for Her Keys

A first date story. Sort of.

He walked her to her door and she
Was reaching for her keys;
He was unsure of his next move –
The moment seem to freeze —

But hey, it was a first date, and
I won’t spoil the surprise:
Just know, he did the right thing, and
He’s just fine in
Her eyes

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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