Cacoethes Scribendi

Sunday's Poem

I don't know

what I'm writing. What do I say

that I love you? because

no I don't think

this is quite exactly how it works

because you see,

she loves him

and I understand because his smile

his smile is beautiful. 

and I like his voice

and you know he's pretty cool.

bass line

and what she wanted.

so I let her have this moment.

on a raining Sunday

to have the boy 

I don't think I love

But  believe

she does.