Him: What the fuck happens with you?
Him: When we speak!!! What the fuck happens in your brain?
Her: I need attention – spoil me.
Him: Ahhh! … Sometimes I forget that you are not a normal person. I catch myself fantasizing about carrying out a meaningful, sensible, rational conversation with you… And each time you draw me out of my fantasy in an even more peculiar way!
Her: I need to be hugged, caressed, cuddled and spoiled by you.
Him: Pft! It is worthless to even discuss this with you! You drain me.
Her: … Then spend more time on spoiling me instead!
Five poems from forthcoming book - Great thanks to Reuben Wooley for posting five poems from my forthcoming book at The Curly Mind. The poems are linked below & always you Emma today rowing...
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