"So YOU'RE the other Melissa he's dated!"
Her voice tears its way out of her throat,
Slicing through the air,
Stabbing into the ears of all around her.

They look up at her as she crosses the room,
Their eyes full of apprehension,
Wishing she would stop the aural killings
And just let Ella keep singing.

"I'm a people watcher!"
She tells the OTHER Melissa.
But we all know
She can't see past her own nose.

cold to the touch
they melt a little
from your breath

liquid runs down your lips
onto your chin as
i lick it off

you smile and run
your moistened finger
over my lips

setting the ice cube
on my nose
for laughs

i say my nose
is cold
as you lean in

to kiss me