This is one of the Types of Poetry. Love has many facets and consequences. This is a poem about... what we need - and what we to often get. Types of Poetry
Love Me Quick
by
Richard A. McCullough
She wears her hair like a flag and sits at a stool with smiles and a thank you.
Outside the wind blows but the wood is warm and the glass bottom leaves circles of shine upon the rich shine bar-top and the music plays very loud and we are not afraid.
Outside staring at us with concrete eyes, a city watches through our window.
It's grinning teeth are cast in lamp light waiting for us to fall.
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Come to me, Mary, and we will dance and laugh and sit in a booth sliding our asses over smooth, slick vinyl made warm with us.
The glass will fog if we laugh with our breath so laugh. Tell a funny story. Please. For when the lights go out and the barman bids us leave, our moment will be gone. There are people we must be masks turned to faces.
Leave us for just this moment let our guises slip.
