for megan
the sofa smells like fabric softener
because you washed the cushion covers
after i got mad at you for spilling beer
watching the match with your mates
we cuddled up like children on the sofa
falling asleep watching myth busters on telly
our nostrils flaring to take in the artificial
"rainy day" smell you infused with the laundry
and i think, as we kiss, that maybe
i should forgive you for spilling that beer
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