Sincerely, Jennifer x

The sensible one,
with the world around her shoulders.
The smog of a sobbing earth stains your scarf,
but you smile,
as if your life depends on it,
and you kiss me,
like it will be the last time,
and I die,
like it was the first time I had ever lived,
retiring onto the skyscrapers that sit around your shoulders with a sigh.