Your nods
Make ordering
Gluten-free pizza and decaf tea
Bearable
Even if the waitress skips a beat
Of her
Happy tone
A tough customer at her table
Honey, you have no idea
Ask this man right here
What tough is
But only after you go grab me a lemon
"Please" he adds at her
Smiling back at me
He softens me up
I sharpen him
How balanced
Our deficiencies are
How excessive
Our love
Curl up with me
Let those little chips on the shoulder
And all over
Like exhausted paint
Peel off piece by piece
I am here to examine
All the ways you think you aren't mine
And slowly put them
To rest
In my bed
About the Creator
Nicole Hampton
Nicole lives in Virginia and will be there for a few years to complete her Masters in Expressive Arts Therapy. Her greatest passion is to heal people with her words and art. She has many creative outlets including woodburning and writing.
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