take necessary steps
to figure it all out.
we do our own thing
on each others time.
we always
are on top.
you know you want it to be,
not to say that i don’t too.
you.
me.
you have great teeth,
i have great hair.
you say numbers don’t make sense to you,
but i just really think you’re gun shy.
add it up and send me a sign.
(read the last line sideways for maximum effect)
Note from the Chief Bottle Finder: When I “do the math” this strikes me as a love poem that a rational, logical, systems-oriented individual would pen. What do you think this person does for a living?