Her Lindy

There has to be an age that comes with unguilted happiness

right?

And there has to be a night hanging over the ocean that isn't frightening

right?

And there has to be truth to the fact that a muse cannot coexist with its creator

right?

And it must be true that lightning strikes twice if you've always been on your best behavior

right?

I remembered how much I loved dancing back and forth and watching my friends smile with their steadfast ability to leave it behind

And I was fortunate

and envious

and dumbfounded with irreparable pleasure

It must be so

right?