you see them gathered
in the coffee shops,
in the park with
the strollers, sitting
in groups talking
in whispers, smiles
on their flushed faces,
excited, knitting
in circles, talking
in hurried turns about
their favorite parts
of the book, how
secretly that they too
wished their man
would do this, do
that, and then
nervous laughter as
they stare at one another
for that knowing look,
each holding a copy
of the trilogy of fifty
shades of grey
in their warm
and stirring laps.
in the coffee shops,
in the park with
the strollers, sitting
in groups talking
in whispers, smiles
on their flushed faces,
excited, knitting
in circles, talking
in hurried turns about
their favorite parts
of the book, how
secretly that they too
wished their man
would do this, do
that, and then
nervous laughter as
they stare at one another
for that knowing look,
each holding a copy
of the trilogy of fifty
shades of grey
in their warm
and stirring laps.
1 comment:
Actually, we laugh and snort about how ridiculous these books are, very few of us having ever touched them, let alone read them.
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