Cosmopolitan Confessions
Fan of the frou-frou,
fruity concoctions,
I confess
to enjoy the caress
of the chilled stem,
licking fine sweet crystals
from the rim of my lemon drop
martini,
wondering perhaps
if the cool gentleman
across the bar
knows
a room full of kisses
awaits
should he notice.
Alas,
I order another—
dirty
with extra olives.
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