I laughed quietly,
showing my grin through a smile,
looking up at her
as I lay my head in her lap.
Her stomach rose and fell against my ear,
and I felt her voice in my neck and shoulders
whenever she spoke.
It was dark outside
and not much lighter where we were,
a consignment store lamp
illuminating the tired couch
I somehow brought up the ****** tiny stairwell
in the back of the building
I know I can't really afford to live in.