Her arm carries
The compass rose
Pointing North, South, East
And Best of all
Is her
Soft mutter in
Between cigarettes.
In a darkened
Bar on main street
She sat still
Enough to **** me.
2 in the morning
I gave her
Waffles
syrup
And a kiss.
I tried to push
Her further
And it only pushed
Her out
The door.
More than ever
I want more.