Nerves

When I met you I became a poet,
about to read his work to a high brow audience,
realizing it was his shopping list he started to declare.

“Bread! Milk! Those cookies with chocolate!
Detergent on sale… Toliet paper?” I must have talked rubbish.
You applauded with your eyes though.

Comments on: "Nerves" (12)

  1. Excellent. Love is like that!

  2. That brought a smile to my face

  3. The eyes say more than the mouth, very often. This is charming, Ina

  4. The second damn good love poem I have read today – yay!

  5. Big smile for thiis one! L&H xx

  6. Hilariously endearing…

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