Two years:
It took two years
For you to force your eyes meet mine.
They’re the same color;
Oh, and don’t forget the over-priced bangle jewels
Strewn loose about our necks
Which came to us from drug-trafficking diamond-dealers in the Congo
she quacks at those who walk by.
he keeps close to her side.
And without shoes. What a dirty hippy.
He thinks that putting orange peels in his shoes will make them smell better.
I got lost in the cardiac center when I got off at the wrong bus stop.
It was starting to freezing rain.
He said he liked waking up to her face. She asked him if He was scared.