Modern Love

Giggles in the corner
conversations at the bar
stolen glance, not a chance
like a swipe, the curt reply

Merging in the shadows
innuendo from the first
inner sense as she discovers
a power beneath the skirt

Fashion loves to mingle
with the curious and the fresh
a chance to dance, his fingertips
ever eager, they impress

Watching as the glasses
line empty by the bar, stools
their lives turned upside down
time that you weren’t there

Angry hits the random,
his princess got away
mates all laugh while cramming
greasy chicken chips on trays

Sophie’s sweet, Tanya’ll tease
girls who know their top and tail
star in screens where all is free
and nothing as it seems

Impassioned by the motion
, paused pleasure by the bed
reliant on connections
wired around his head

Now sleepy dreams of Sophie
and the girl who slipped away
another night got wasted, Sunday
, just another day…

If you’d like to find out a bit more about this poem, click the link to the page “Explained” which shines a light on the background to each poem, or helps you to understand what the heck’s going on if you’re a bit baffled!

By cyncoed

Old & Welsh

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