Monday, June 12, 2017

the counter girl

she's lace.
she's icing. she's
dessert
in a dress.
a kiss
about to happen.
a candy cane
of legs.
a merengue of hair.
I shake and tremble
at what
could be
if she looks or
even says
a word to me
at this drug store
counter.

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