He said
I only came here to flirt a little
I didn’t expect to be overwhelmed
But actually I find it quite refreshing
Maybe we could go out dancing?
And I, not taking him seriously, answered
Why not.
He said
I promise to give you something to write about
And shower you with sincere compliments
I promise: No mind-fucks
Give me a chance and I’ll do better than my predecessors
And I, told him, not to make promises.
He said
Listen I’ve made a mess
Things aren’t what they should be
I need a change
And I care what you think
And I, stunned, did not answer.
He said
You read all these books
And have all these theories
So much knowledge could pass between us
Come let us exchange
And I, could not have hoped for something more beautiful
Sent him a reading list.
He said
Thank you for the invitation
Thank you for the food
How nice to be close to you
I’ve been waiting for this moment
And I, leaned in, and kissed him.
He said
I don’t always understand you
But you seem to know what’s right
What makes you who you are?
Can you teach me to be conscientious?
And I, told him, ‘I’ll teach you patience,
If you teach me to be affluent’.
He said
Before you put things straight, just know:
That I wait impatiently for you to write
I’m afraid that you’ll pull the plug
And I’ll fight for you, pointlessly
And I, did nothing, but cry.
He said
I’ll take you out dancing
I’ll show you the mountains
We’ll go to the ballet in Bilbao,
In a horse and carriage
And I, tore, a little further.
He said
What if I could find an arrangement
What if I were to take your hand
I wish I could anticipate your emotions
What more can I offer?
And I, yelled ‘I am nothing to you!
Nothing of substance!’
He said
Fine, I take it all back
Let’s travel back in time to Monte Verità
Where we’ll pose naked
And I can be your snowflake
And I, smiled, and said
I’ll be your cow*.
* cure to any illness, mental or physical