Conversation

she sits on a lunchroom bench
. dips a spoon in pudding
he looks over
. catches her eye


she takes a smooth mouthful
. twists it upside-down
he forgets
. what he was saying


she half closes her eyes
. opens them full back at him
he knows
. what that look is


she lets the tip sit at her lips
. swallows
he smiles
. walks over


© Hannah Walleser

    1 comments:

  1. erotic poem for class