It just so happens
That I have done everything.
EVERYTHING, you know.
In public, no less.
Well
As public as an elevator can get.
They were all fantastic. I have a sixth
Sense about them, you see
I separate the great ones from
The unbeddable, insecurable, unreliable
and then
We leave.
“We should do this again.”
And sometimes we would. But
Sometimes

I wish I had been
One of Those Girls
Raised in the church
White dress Easter
White as lambs
Donttouchboys
Donttouchdirt
God is your husband
The Earth is circled
by the Sun

You think it would be nice,
First kiss to ever come
On a day filled with White
And to know that your To Be
Has never been Anywhere
with Anyone
Like
Me.