Lightning Bugs
You tell him that you like his sweatshirt,
the pale-gold one
that reminds you of lightning bugs
in Summer-time. Those more inviting colors,
the ones you want wrapped
around your body until you fall asleep.
And he gives you the quietest
thanks,
without looking at you—
brown eyes
still fixed on the elevator door.
Later, you think
maybe he didn’t say thanks,
Lightning Bugs
You tell him that you like his sweatshirt,
the pale-gold one
that reminds you of lightning bugs
in Summer-time. Those more inviting colors,
the ones you want wrapped
around your body until you fall asleep.
And he gives you the quietest
thanks,
without looking at you—
brown eyes
still fixed on the elevator door.
Later, you think
maybe he didn’t say thanks,
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