blame it on brunch
04/09/2007 07:14 p.m.
it wasn't the sweet talk,
the flattery,
or the gentle pursuasion
that did it.

it wasn't the sex,
the warmth of our bodies,
or sleeping with your arm draped over me,
either.

i think it was
getting lazily out of bed around noon
and getting brunch;
squinting happily at each other
over our cups of coffee.
that's what did it.

yeah, let's blame it on brunch.