Black Poetry : Missing her Cheerios

[howardtsu]

howard :

if we were to touch

would that be asking for too much

while we're staying in touch?

eve :

would we be listening to "Touch"?

[Howard nods]

eve :

of course not

howard :

i’ll be right back

Howard runs upstairs

looking through the guest bedroom

now where’s that Omarion cd?

eve :

hey Howard

it’s on my I-Pod Touch

oh



love,

eve & howard

 

[garlicsalt99]

reading this, I get a snapshot of a very intimate moment, in an intimate setting. Nice write.

 

[howardtsu]

thanks garlicsalt99