Write Things Down

By, Toffer Surovec

Notes &

What didn’t that smile mean?

Playful flirty smile
Glossed and welcoming
Pursed sarcastically at my dissolute glances

Swallowing your straw unsafely
Sexy stare locking my eyes to yours
Are you just seeing how far you can take this or is it real?

You bite your lip like all girls learn to do in the mirror

What didn’t that smile mean?

Filed under a line made longer poem