And gave me advice
About raising children.
I sat with a pencil behind my ear,
Knees crossed, in red heels,
And tugged at my fitted skirt.
I wondered if I should be taking notes,
As he proceeded to tell me
What type of ad he wanted to place in the personals--
All of his requirements.
I felt my eyes narrow.
My lips perplexed,
Twisted into a question mark.
This was either the strangest come on,
Or the nicest blow off, I'd ever had.
“That really sounds a lot like me,"
I said with hesitation.
He sat up on the couch and beamed,
"And how do you feel about that?"
-jenn long
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