heaven

"Why do you always break me
twice in two?"
you asked over
a crystal glass of merlot.
"i never intended...

i never meant you harm
a martina
two olives
no
better make that two."
"Why do you always look up
to the ceiling when we talk?"
You fumbled through my eyes.
"i didn't know I do that,

i never meant you harm
another martini please
no
better make that
two?"
"Now that isn't any better
those are nipples not my eyes..."
"...
anover marrrrrrrrr
teen
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
thump.