Romeo

knock on her window
and hope she's not sleeping.
you had no idea the buses ran this late,
but it's the perfect fact for summer.

you woke up, drawn to her.
2AM, and she's calling you.
One text that she didn't reply to.
Stings, doesn't it.

But you need her, right now.
To make sure she's laughing and happy.
It's summer.
The air is tight and compressed around your skin.
And if you could see your breath, it'd be fire.
As you reach up
and knock on her window.

lennie.