"I think it's a cold beverage sort of relationship."
She wrote.
And I wasn't sure how to respond when
__she wasn't sure how to articulate a tangible Us.
I thought ambivalently between
We are quenching, refreshing for each other,
propogandaed as necessary to our well-being.
We are to be understood in moderation,
_____________accepted responsibly.I can smell
her on my breath but she can't smell me.
and
She never stops thinking, never stops, never,
but she could, I guess, slipslopslup trudge through my fudgey words and dullll
___aches
in a brain freeze scenario.
So rarely our lips collide.
Do they numb without precedent when I crash in?