Secret Identity Poem by Van (Houston Asia Society)

The moonlight bounced off her eyes like the ocean

Her fingers traced back and forth over the

Crescent hanging off my neck

Almost there,

Pull her in

She smells so sweet

No, focus

Stop looking at me like that

Please you make this so hard

Why don’t you give up and join me?

Meow.

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