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Courtship.

Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Still nothing.

Here comes my heart, here comes my soul. Drenching you in red, sweet goo.
Now this meal is ruined too.

Say…something, part 2

He said something.
I came over.

We had coffee.
We had whisky.
We touched.

(His hands. Oh my, his hands)

I took the 01.25 tram.
I fell asleep with the scent of his perfume still on me.

Say…something

Women supposedly talk in riddles.

We say ”wouldn’t coffee be lovely?”
When we really should be saying ”get me a cup of coffee, please!”

Men apparently don’t talk at all.

He says ”You want to get together for coffee?”
I answer ”Sure. Wednesday or Thursday after work?”
He says ”…”

Nothing!