Madison Avenue


I met you on Madison Avenueimage
four thirty in the afternoon
while trying to catch a ride back home.
Skyscraper tapering high heels
pencil skirt, opaque tights.
Hazel eyes that sparkle, poppy lips that sizzle.
Then you looked right into my eyes.
I couldn’t help but ask “Is your name WiFi?
Because I’m really feeling a connection”.

© Sofia Kioroglou

One response to “Madison Avenue”

  1. I love your poem “Madison Avenue”. Original, creative and funny. Well done!!!


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