What you should know before our first date by Erin Lynn Marsh
I have prepared for this evening by applying
a bit of color to my cheeks in hopes you will kiss me.
This way, I can enjoy your lips without needing
to pretend to be bashful.
I don’t water my plants nearly enough.
Even though I live alone, I cook for two—setting good
food at the entrance to the cave of my desire.
I am a believer in sensible shoes.
Soon even brightly colored tattoos won’t be enough
to hide my shame.
You won’t hurt me—even if your hands grasp
my scarred hips. Pull me close.