she likes the color yellow

broken down

you called me up
because
you were stranded.

i drove on 225
going 90 to save you.

your car,
you said it was broken.
you're tears
couldn't cool
the overheating engine.

i'm glad you called.
i'm a mechanic
of experience.
my car
has broken down too,
too many times
to keep count.

i open the hood
as you wrap
your arms around
my waist for support.

i know what i'm doing.

i fix your radiator:
the regulator
of the engine's
emotions,
its temperament.

you tell me
thanks.

you kiss my
cheek.

you try to pay me,
but I reject your cash
because your words
are worth more.

in my ear, you say
that your honda will
break again.
you smiled and said
that i was
the best therapy.
you promised
you'd call
me when you
were broken again.

i sit by the phone
waiting for your call
for assistance.

i want to help you
there are no
strings attached
to my needs to fix you.

don't be afraid.
i know how to fix cars
just like yours
because i tinker
with mine.