The Art Deco Glow

by Suzanne Pearman

The fact that tequila sunrises exist
Reminds me of the time when we were in Miami
And I was scared that we would fuck
Because I wanted to

I haven’t spoken to you since
But I’ve drafted emails
I’ve even checked your Google+
And no one fucking uses Google+

I guess what I’m trying to say is
I’m glad we didn’t fuck
Because I didn’t love you
And your wife does
And I knew it even back then

But I will think of you
When I am near tequila sunrises
Or if I ever watch that documentary you mentioned
Or if I hear Will Smith’s song “Welcome to Miami”

Or if I ever
I love
A married man

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