You looked innocent enough:
pupply-like brown eyes
beneath that curly dark hair.
You seemed innocent enough
with your self-conscious way of
quickly turning your head the other way,
seldom showing your pretty white teeth
in a smile.
I still remember how you looked
that day when
stopping to visit, I
surprised you and that girl
sitting over shared spaghetti
that you'd made.
I still remember how I felt as I
went back out to the car
smelling like spaghetti and feeling like I
just didn't know what to do
You burned me
more than anyone could ever imagine
more than anyone could ever burn
spaghetti
