I have come to await
for this evening of fate.
On a magical night
in a city of delight.
To dine with my soulmate
in fashion we'll date
in this metropolis we shall be
gay, and worry-free.
But first what to wear?
How to look perfect for a lover so fair?
Perhaps this top of a golden shimmer?
The purpose to make street lights seem dimmer???
What of this yellow polo I see?
Matched with these black antique denim jeans?
On my feet, I shall wear black hush puppies.
Oh silly thee, how kinly related I'm to a bumble bee!
Perhaps these linen pants of a bone color?
Yet, they'll wrinkle with every move, tussle, and shutter.
Okay fine, accepted, now what of a button down shirt?
Beige or maroon? A plum written in flirt?
No, no, no this is much too hard.
A midnight blue for midnight stars,
is what I ever-so-need to complete my attire.
Look a sky blue, a tint no lighter.
This is great, I am almost at an end.
Socks and briefs all by Hanes, for men!
And what of my shoes in a chocolate sober?
No, No wait, my Sienna penny loafers!
Before I go, a jacket is all but left.
Come to think of it, I rather prefer a vest.
A potpourri of colors on which to choose
Blury wood, dark khaki, or cornflower blue?
Cornflower I will choose since I'm in a rush.
To look at the mirror, my cheeks a crimson blush!
Though I can't anticipate, my love so fine and sweet,
in this magical city, laced with rainbows discrete.
"my love is my motivation
my love is my inspiration
perception of this poem
is your interpretation"