if you wanna love me just love me,
and if you don't you don't have to,
but I know you do.
I will make a map of your body with my lips,
the topography including the valley
before your hips.
we'll go to Strand, and sit on a bench,
get mad and then make up,
give each other trophies.
did you ever see the film adaptation
of The Goldfinch?
any sour brings a sense of the past.
where this and that and love
are best served on the side
of a knife or never or forever.