A fine way of looking at things—
me observing you kissing me.
How decent of me
to pretend I am shocked by you.
You’re the inverted foot that starts a line:
that start of a climb that
begins with falling.
A fine way of looking at things—
me observing you kissing me.
How decent of me
to pretend I am shocked by you.
You’re the inverted foot that starts a line:
that start of a climb that
begins with falling.