He Said, She Said

He Said, She Said-

Write for me she said.

But I don't know you yet he replied.

So she told him to make something up.

Years later they are still pretending.

Without souls their puppets dance.

Bodies, weighted down, sit stagnantly.

Staring at screens, he writes for her.

She reads it, and smiles.

Author:  Gwendolyn Beverly