Ah! how lucky to have met the shorter of the two,
though I’m told they’re identical. The red hair sets you
off from the sis, I’m sure.
I can’t take it, truly this crush
is a treacherous thing. Take the move
to the southern Americas, please.
It’s getting too hard for me not to call
you. Especially with that one pest
of a memory still floating, easy to
see, in my head. Remember what
you said, nonchalantly as I threw
on pants and nothing else?
“I’ll just be in your bed
watching your favorite movie.”
“Too good to be true,” is used
too frequently, but it was sweet
of you to have kept your promise.
Truth be told, hanging out naked
has never been that much fun.