What You Can’t Buy vs. What You Can’t Charm

That fellow of yours,
what’s he got going on?
What’s he offering?

You have said yourself
that it’s not a lot.
A pothead without a job:
just how does he pull that one off?
He must be smarter
than I thought
and
how he looks.

I might be a drunk
but at least
I mix a good drink
and I make enough
to buy that
which I can’t steal.
But that’s not enough
to steal that
which I cannot charm.

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Coming Home To Me

You came home from work
and you pulled your hairpins out
and shook your long hair about
smelling of lilacs and biscotti
and it brought me to my knees.
You wear it well, Barista Marie.
But I still wish
you were
coming home to me.

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