Closely watching her movements
Rickashaying against the curtain are her shadows
Lamplight softening the harsh dark silhouette
Telling tales of her waking up in meadows.
For me, nothing else matters
Except the gleam of the light in her eyes
Showing how brightly her words swirl
Through inner workings of her mind.
I changed my mind
I don’t want him — I want her
Nothing else matters:
Cat caught ladybird.