The First Date
She was the first to disappear
Behind the mannequin in "Quirk",
And he, from the cretaceous year
Followed like a Rex in dark.
She swallowed a tranquillizer
And that was showing on her cheeks
pink like a shade of amber, and dear
She was blushing like critics.
It could be any of those,
In this world at the moments
Who carry forward the legacy of prose
Of first daters with comments.
We change rooms every hour;
And in the first we never take a cold shower.
A first date - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brenda Chiri
Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
10th Feb, 2018
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