"charlie."
"charlie."
"charlie."
"charlie."
you keep saying my name, so much that it begins to sound funny
i laugh at you,
while you sip your coffee
you look at me and grin
"i love your name." you say.
"i love yours more." i say.
"lolita."
"lolita."
"lolita."
"you're so wonderful, how did the universe come up with you?"
YOU ARE READING
Perfect Hurricane
PoetryWhen Lolita spoke nothing else mattered He could only hear her The loud noise of passing of cars and pedestrians and screaming sea gals was nothing compared to the loudness he heard in Lolita's voice A soft voice that put him to sleep every night A...
