“Have you ever been in love before?” he asked me, knowing full well, I was old….
And so I answered him,
With the tell-tale truth…
A very long time ago,
We were sitting at the leather chair,
Me curled up, winter style , wrapped in the arms
On the ottoman….
Blue eyes Morse coding…
“I wanna be him” he said….
“Who?” I whispered at the walls,
Twirling my hair in tiny spirals….
“Him. The one you’ve loved forever”
And I gave him that. That free for all, that tumbling, take-me-there.
But I believe In addendums…
So I hope he doesn’t think I wasn’t telling the truth,
I just changed my mind….