He came over,
all blue eyes black jacket
dark boots.
I had my fingers in my hair
when he said hello,
twisting a strand
and standing open-mouthed.
Who are you
and where did you come from?
I didn’t say that.
He flung a smile my way,
I caught it like an excited puppy.
Then we had drinks,
just something out of a can,
cheap corner-shop crap.
He told me I smelt
of vanilla candles.
I told him he smelt
strongly of aftershave.
Don’t mind the dry skin he said.
Didn’t even notice that.
I was too busy biting my lip
like stereotypical girls
in stereotypical movies.
His palm went on my thigh.
I said not really it’s my time
you know what I mean?
He said what a shame.
So we drank and slept
and probably kissed,
I don’t remember.