I’m
not drunk, he said. I’m just feeling tender, like I’m really open and anything
might happen.
You
ought to be careful saying things like that, she replied.
How
so?
If
you’re too open you can be climbed into and eaten up.
That’s
crazy.
You’ll
see.
What
do you mean?
Look
into my glass: what do you see?
Cinzano.
And?
And
what?
Look
through the glass.
I’m
looking.
What
do you really see?
I
see you.
What
do I look like?
You
look drunk but interesting, and you look beautiful.
That’s
your drink talking.
I
see us walking hand in hand up the stairs to my flat.
Now
you’re seeing.
You
trip on a stair near the front door and I help you up.
You’re
very kind.
And
I kiss you.
Then
I should kiss you back.
Such
a sweet kiss!
It’s
late, time to go.
Shall
we go together?
What
do you think?
I think we will
