Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #139

You're Always Cute
by Belinda Roddie

You're always cute when you toss back your hair
and giggle loudly as we board the trains
to the main city, heading for the bare
bones of the wharf and taking greater pains
to scope out the hidden pirate-themed pubs
where we drink rum and whiskey. Somehow, you
are even cuter when you swear and rub
your fingers together so that the blue
of your nail polish flickers in the light
above our heads. I offer you a glass,
and you give me a kiss. I say, "Tonight,
we dance," and you say, "I think now, I'll pass.
I'd rather dance at dawn." And then you squeak
another giggle and make my knees weak.

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