We WON’T make love.

NaPoWriMo 2023, Day 1

Russ, we need to talk.
It’s not about you, and
It’s not about me
But it’s very much about us.

You see, the thing is,
You wrote this song.
And I know you meant well,
But, well, it’s just so very, very wrong.

I’m full of empathy,
But try as I might,
There’s no holding back,
My tongue I can’t bite.

You may sing like an angel,
Sent down from above,
But of this I am certain,
We will NEVER, EVER, EVER make love.