//eight//
“ Have you ever been in love?”
He pulled her close and kissed her hair.
“ No.”
“ Do you ever think you will be?”
He looked at her sheets.
The pretty sheets with flowers.
Then he said a simple,” No.”
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Coffee And Cigarettes
PoetryHe was a boy who liked smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee. She was a girl who liked the smell.
