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date at eight
by Quinlan L GibsonI have a date at eight; I cant be late
weve met twice before; Im sure there will be more
to those he brought some friends but they stayed in the background
adding to the sweet sung sound of music in my ear.
He sings to me in silken spun; poetically he swoons of love
and I melt in his caramel language; high from his contact buzz.
This time he will be solo, from down deep; out open wide.
In history and velvet curtains; set in hand carved wood.
This should be a great third date; It starts at eight.
And it will end exactly as I knew it would.
10/09/2005 Author's Note: Tonight one of my best friends and I will be going to Heinz Hall in Pittsburgh to see Rob Thomas. I've seen him with Matchbox Twenty twice, one was with her at Mellon Arena, the other was with another friend at Post Gazette Pavilion. I'm seeing him solo in a beautiful historical theater. We are two of his biggest fans and have been bouncing off the walls all week. haha.
Posted on 10/09/2005
Copyright © 2025 Quinlan L Gibson
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