You laugh at the jammy smears and smudges on my glasses as we play with my long, tangly hair.
You grab at my earrings, so dangly and spangly, a flash in your amethyst eyes.
So sorry tonight is our last “Where’s Baby?” and “Tickly-Twickly” – we go nova at 11:45 pm.
I had the first 2 lines in my head from earlier today, and wondering how I use them. For a depressing piece of prosetry, of course.