A mild musing about a long distance connection that has taken me by surprise.
A Slip Up: The release of a pent emotion through words, normally causing devastating effects. Truthfulness of such words are questionable.
It's about not being able to read a girl and the confusion that goes along with it. A short poem mostly made up of couplets
Glory Harlow and Court Roberts have never seen eye-to-eye. But a chance encounter in a bar, and a common love of whisky, will give them a chance at more than reconciliation. It'll give them a chance at love.