His arms were sexy

The darkroom dark

One night we were drunk

After working hard in the studio

He held me and softly told me

She was waiting for him

In Tennessee.

He wouldn’t let her down.

I was dying for a kiss,

I feverishly walked

To my dorm.

Prehistorical facts.

Since then I’ve been kissed by eight people

Embraced non-monogamy

Walked down city streets

Overhearing conversations:

“I’ve danced with David Smirnoff”

“He doesn’t strike me as suave!”

I wash my roommates’ dishes

Get 1.2 compliments a day.

Whatever you’ve done

Or will,

You are forgiven.

Go in peace.