September 13, 2009
Is me, is you.

“you bend down and look closely through the glass

to choose a birthday cake for your favorite niece.

putting aside flavor, you decide on the pink one, covered in pastel confetti sprinkles

when you stand up to order, your heart skips with surprise

at the cute boy looking back at you.

he has puffs of flour on his cheek and nose.

you giggle,

he blushes.”

From Gwiin