to the boy who

told
me

while
standing
at a
bar counter
under
dim lights
and
a
night
cold
as it
was
outside
warm
was
your
breath

i
get
distracted
easy

you
were
(are)
right

i
looked
at
that
moth
buzzing
near
our table
but
my fingers
were
wanting
to turn
around
and feel
your skin
against mine

while you
peed
in
the loo
and I
could
hear you
do
so
my lips
just really
wanted
to know
what it
would taste
to lick
a spill
off your
T shirt

while
you looked
around
at the
art
at the bar
and so
did
i
i
actually
just wanted
to know
why you
draw
in life

i wanted
to talk
not kiss you
into sex
i wanted
to know
so much
more
than how
Lager
is pronounced
and I wanted
you to stay
just
long
enough
to know
we could
be more
than
strangers

some
day

but
i
am sorry
i was
indeed
distracted
by the
language
of sighs
and
your
warm
breath

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