china
– fudged flummery
I met her on a Tuesday
and you didn’t even know.
we coffeed and chatted,
we smile and lied.
her eyes looked just like mine,
her hair a mockery.
I took a sip,
she took 2.
I ordered black
and she tried blacker.
I laughed when she left,
smoothing her rumpled feathers.
I saw my reflection
in her shadow,
you settled, you tried
you believed in her strength,
cause we’ve been
apart for so long.
but I’m acidic in an
innocent rainfall,
I’m destructive
in your perfect china life.
I’m your bull,
and she’s your pattern.
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
I adore the last four lines!
She is rather tremendous,
no?
love the rhythm, the back-and-forth-ness in this. nice.
I hopped over. Thanks for the referral.
i LOVE this…
Well then I would suggest a trip over there and a few comments to show her love.