I suspect a timely smile from you may add to these verses,
as a precise frown may collapse them,
I suspect your impassive look
may be the tenderest thing I’ll ever see,
and it’s vain to praise your features,
when they’re just what I was looking for,
I should rather praise myself
for being so smart to find you.
And I really don’t know whether it’s terrific or terrifying
to know that you’re here willingly,
and that by some mystery you chose
to share this instant with me now,
but you can leave at any moment.
Damn it women’s rights movement.