She thought to herself, ‘He’s cute. I’m going to flirt with him.’
And look where it got her. Funny if you think about it.
A chess game on a merry-go-round. She is always one for complex games.

She thought to herself, ‘Wow, you’re nice to look at, and to be around. I like your eyes and your smile, and your teeth. Yes, I like your teeth. I like the way you smell, too. Your skin smells very nice.’

Then she laughed neurotically because it’s silly to take such things with any sense of seriousness.

Gravity gave way to hand drawn dreams etched into her flesh with soft lips under a clear night sky