he writes me love notes
that read
“I’ve decided you are a character who walked out of an Elmore Leonard novel, or will walk out of one of mine.”
he looks at me as if he knows
i’m hiding a gun in the lace of my stocking
he has the nerve to tell me
as i place the bourbon glass
to my mouth
my legs go on for days
and on all counts
he is right
One reply on “his heroine”
Oh brilliant!