Napkin with scribbles.
Do I know you?
At that moment, you were the gatekeeper between my mind and pen.
We have a connection that is physical, mental, and sexual. You stimulated me when boredom was the clear and simple choice. To discard would be simple.
You are better than that. The pocket could be your escape to future happiness. You could be the life of the party.
You could be the torch to my fire.
You could be the remedy to my runny nose. Napkin with scribbles, I respect you. Thank you for your blank state of mind.
You will be coming with me and you will like it.