Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Some Days Things Work Out

Like when after trying on 6 pairs of jeans
to go with the cream blouse in the sale
I find some khaki shorts that are perfect

Or the server at Starbucks who
gives me a glass of water I never ordered
right before I spill my espresso

I wonder how to say to you that
you are beautiful to me, or if I should, and then
you send me an e-mail. And I don't have to.

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