muse d'un soir
Dinner went well, now Mono is with me at my studio flat. To share a nice Beaujolais. “Another glass?” I offer
Mono said,” I'm good.”
Switch the stereo to CD to avoid having to turn over and change records. I put in 3 lower Volume.
I hear Mono and she said, “We need to postpone 3 to 5 days.”
Mono continues. Usually like a Swiss watch, but not today.”
‘Look in the cupboard on the right side.”
“Dude, there’s tampons, feminine wipes. You're single. Not normal for a single man”
“” How many “friends “do you have?”
Gentlemen never speak of such things, let’s just be here now.”
Mono, sorry, that was the cycle talking.”
Lover, nothing to worry about, just relax and be here, no expectations on my part, enjoy your company.”
Mono teases, “and you enjoy other things?”
“You have to ask?”
“Should, I leave the kitchen is closed?”
“Stay, and it’s always closed until you decide. I don’t see a problem unless you do.”
She answers with quizzical smile.
“We were to have a sleepover, braid each other’s hair, and pillow fights. If you’re good, I am good,” I said.
“Do you have a wife-beater I can sleep in? And a spare toothbrush, we had curry,” Mono asks.
“Yes, but you’ll be overdressed.” I answer.
“In that case I think I’ll stay” Mono says
“I was hoping you might “
“I’ll be your muse tonight,” Mono says, kicking off heels.
