more from the form factory. this one's a pantoum--the pattern's kind of easy to figure out (yeah, the lines are supposed to repeat like that). the pantoum's much easier to explain than the ghazal... -g.

meditation with your hair intertwined in my fingers

my hand runs through your hair.
we're not supposed to be here.
we're not supposed to be touching.
i shouldn't be doing this.

we're not supposed to be here,
but everyone else is out on the porch.
i shouldn't be doing this.
this wasn't supposed to happen.

everyone else is out on the porch,
leaving us to drink and flirt.
this wasn't supposed to happen this way.
the boy who loves me is outside.

we are left drunk and flirting.
we're not supposed to touch.
the boy who loves me is outside.
my hand runs through your hair.