YOU
You lay your head on my bare chest and I kiss your forehead. Suddenly but quietly you ask me, “Do you think I’m wonderful?”. After pausing shortly I reply, “No”. You wrinkle your eyebrow and wonder. “Why not?”, you ask. I run my fingers through your hair and look at you and say, “Because so many girls are wonderful. I imagine hundreds of people have called their loves wonderful today, and it’s only noon. You couldn’t be something that hundreds of others are”.










