Al Swanson art by Lizzy Shumate
In the small room we sat with eyes beginning to molten, see deeper than casual - the first glances that we shared
by the movie house
Your hair falling over the back of your chair in front of me
When I spilt popcorn conveniently
You turned with eyes alarmed
that I should dare such an act of opportunity
And said Hi want some
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