We, you and I, are out one night. Our first date.
After our snack-meal, you light a cigarette. I observe; you look as if that means I disapprove. I smile and shake my head, and with a chin nod, you pause and inhale.
I continue to observe, and you reach to give me one; I shake my head.
Instead, I rise and sit beside you and purse my lips and suck in air. You wordlessly shotgun and I inhale.
I smile and we gaze awhile. I exhale.
I awoke with your perfume in my nostrils.
❤K
