You

how dare you leave the petals behind

tripping me as i go through the day

smelling flowers that aren’t there

i’ll give you props for leaving bits of yourself

Here with me

Making me smile

Absentmindedly…

don’t know how many strangers on buses

Wonder who this silly girl is

Smiling to herself

But sweetheart, I can’t have

Your honey eyes, wine-like cheeks and sleepy grin occupying my mind. I have work to do.

You know I am the swoony type. I am at a disadvantage here.

-Doris

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