asks you to go on a picnic
together,
you immediately
think of sex.
it's a given.
that
the relationship is
about to
to take the next step.
she's prepared
a meal
of sandwiches
and fruit, small
desserts and drinks.
she has linen napkins
and plates,
forks and spoons,
a red checkered table
cloth to set it all out on
beside the lake.
she wants you to bring
your poetry
and read it to her.
that's her only
mistake.
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