Julie Kemp Pick
It started on a dating site,
Wounds still healing from divorce.
She wanted to take things nice and slow,
Let nature take its course.
He wooed her with witty emails,
Courted her with thoughtful texts,
She was virtually swept off her feet,
Wondering what would happen next.
The date was set, the time, the place,
They were finally meeting face to face.
She fussed with her hair, put on a curvaceous dress,
She waited in anticipation, of the first impression test.
She wore her heart on her well-toned sleeve,
Her inner beauty, he would never know,
All the plans they made together,
Based on the premise, he would show.