| Jonathan Berger's Poetry: Poem of the Day |
| No, it's totally understandable. I totally understand. The fault's mine – I misread signals – I'd thought you were saying something you weren't. When you winked at me, you didn't want me to follow you to your room. And in your room your arms around my waist your lips swallowing my ear you didn't want me to kiss you or anything else. And your hips, which I mistakenly saw as SOOO welcoming were in fact grinding a short semaphore signal of "Go away." So I'm sorry I misunderstood. It was a misunderstanding. And I really hope you don't tell mom, cousin Nancy. |