Who said

Why are you sweating, she said,

I’m not feeling too well, he said,

You always look tired, she said.

And she leaned over the counter as she

Pressed her lips to his,

Lost her balance and dropped her mobile.

You’re quite clumsy, you know, he said.

 

And while she said he’s sweating to death,

The world suddenly started turning

At a much faster pace, she said,

People die of unnatural behaviour,

And he looked at her in disbelief, assuring her

Not to let her guard down that easily.

You always look tired, he said.

 

And he couldn’t feel his feet on the ground

Because his nose was high up in the air,

I’ve been sitting here since I don’t know when,

So he was rather pissed off when she,

In a subtle move, locked her lips to his,

Why you keep doing that, he said.

You always look tired, she said.

 

Time is love, he philosophies,

Not when you’ve run out of it

it’s either wasted or doomed, she said.

And he never minded that sweetness of hers

When she pursed her lips.

I’m not feeling too well, he said.

 

Whoever does always looks tired, she said.