Tell me more through the rays of your green eyes.
I’m interested in the facade your voice conveys.
Tell me more about how I’m not invited in your bed between your white sheets, tangling with your pale legs wrapped around my waist.
I’d love to hear all about it.
Interesting, I’m sure it is.
Not good enough talking on the phone to a dial tone, you say?
I crossed double yellow lines colliding into your heart without instructions.
It’s interesting being me; I got to say.
We kiss, and your lips tremble with a mysterious grin.
Which is why I interest you.
(© 2022 AC)