A mess of confusion, you move to spend beside me.
A rocky road, you say you're here with me.
And it doesn't make me uncomfortable, until you ask.
And I start to wonder, if it happens, will it last?
The lights are down, two blushing faces settled beside one another.
I can't keep still, can't help but ponder.
The lights go up,
All is there, and the red, red of our faces glistens in the iridescent light that shines from the ceiling.
I feel O.K.
And I think you did too, because you joked and laughed and coulda said "Poo."
Heh.
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