Undeniable
Met you on Thursday,
‘Cause it was the heart day.
You don’t not like so —
Sushi — my type.
For every date, is there anything you’d bite?
Sushi body —
You must like it, right?
Night-long calls,
Somebody’s sleeping tight.
Stories flying high, I rambled on —
The sky my stage,
From page to page.
You must have listened,
Eyes that glow...
Turns out you dozed off long ago.
