Hope

She was a book dreamer
who hung her wishes
like Christmas decorations
on her bedroom walls

He was a Lost Boy
with a heavy metal heart
that hadn't found a
paramour

'We're all the same,' she'd
said, but they weren't
but they were where
it mattered

An aficionado of
shy laughs and blushes
he kisses her at her bruises
and knobby knees