Rachel

she told you once

after too many drinks

at your frequented bar

once after heinekens

spilled sour

at the wobbly table

over your small

group of friends

familiar again

for a moment

at that execrable bar

that you never try

never ask

that you always

give up

too quickly

too fast

some women

she laughed

won’t know what

they believe

until they see it

burning there

amber and

unwavering

in your eyes