Two opportunities sitting comfortably at the bar "What are my chances this evening for romance to go far?" Tired of spending too many lonely nights alone in my room "Will good fortune be mine on a night of a full moon?"
The cool one offered to buy me a drink His worldly phrases and fast lines put me in the pink A red flag appeared when he offered to show me his house Just another notch on his belt for the adorable louse.
The other one not drinking liquor quickly put me at ease A responsible person so eager to please A sense of humor inside of him unable to find His level of predictability for a blind woman so boringly kind.
Going home mentally comparing social notes inside my head The best and the worst of the male social animal it has been said Not willing to continue allowing loneliness to get the best of me Neither applicant my complete idea of a prince in the galaxy.
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
A lonely woman visits a local bar. Two men with different styles of social technique in turn attempt to score with the young woman. Both men fail to win her trust for obvious reasons. She goes home determined not to allow loneliness to get the best of her. She also retains a firm inner personal resolve not to settle for anything less than what she feels she deserves in the form of male companionship.
Comments (1)
If I were to want a prince, I would have kissed one of them already.