First of all

Praise Black Jesus for the chocolate thunderstorm that drenched you.

You parked your car next to mine

 And I took it as a sign that we should be next to each other 

so I gave you a smile

And you shared yours with me

Shout out to the braces in your 7th grade photo

I was shook, but I wear my cool like i wear these skinny jeans

Lets exchange the formality of handshakes for the familiarity of hugs and please understand

I don't want to shake your hand sir,

I want to hold on to it and walk into this starry night with you in hopes you take me on an adventure over lobster and frozen daiquiris 

Because before I got out the car

I let go of a prayer 

For your your talk to be as good as your texts

as I flicked my winged liner 

What are the odds that my eyeliner is as perfect as this date?

Your introspective thoughts melted across my mind like the garlic butter on our seafood platter

Spilling drinks and laughter 

Must come to an end

Walk me to my car as I pray for a 

‘Good Morning Beautiful’ text for breakfast