Something Between Us

Or nothing at all

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I see your face
in the blinding light
of the day.

Your eyes are picky today
they curve and laugh
for another boy.
You gently touch
his arm then withdraw
and move your curly hair away.
I stand there waiting for
your eyes
playing
my cameo.

And I see your face
in light
of this garish day.

Yesterday
you brought me a bottle
of Grey Goose
Though I’m not a
fan of Vodka
I went with you
in the car.

Between the two of us
we had nothing
but Grey Goose
So, I went to buy some lime and glass
and smelled your sweet
perfume back in the car.

I smelled it again
after tasting the lime
for the seventh time
I smelled it on your neck
at the dance floor
I smelled it when…