Chance meeting
Hopes fleeting
Love’s never seeing
Just laughing
Leaving me seething

Bernard this is Brenda
Brenda this is Bernard

Nice to meet you

How tall are you?
6 6

why are you still single?
I shrug

And thank God
There’s no lieing
Way up there
Just kindness
With soft lips

Inseparable
72 hours
and we’re still
sociable
I want more kisses
He’s asking for
Forever
Both sets of playa’s boot hung
On the shelf by the trophies

Even if I wrote
72 stanzas you still
wouldn’t believe me

But he does

We’re
pictured
perfectly

Ladies,
Exhale with me

Finally…