# #friends

1 poem

## [ftl](https://chromato.graphics/ftl)

random chance meeting  
sweater that shimmers  
parties are fleeting  
your glances glimmer

post selfies in slack  
our dms vanish  
a coffee date ask  
making a plan-ish?

calls about lost work  
texts about gender  
watching your lil’ smirk  
my heart grows tender

shopping for red skirts  
sharing a small lunch  
enjoying my quirks  
i’m having a hunch…

flirting a little  
to see if it sticks  
too noncommittal?  
or does it just click

late night at a show  
we let our legs brush  
at the bar i chose  
you admit your crush

a ride to your place  
the tension growing  
sharing a small space  
finally knowing

nervously waiting  
for you to arrive  
_fuck, now we’re dating._  
we instantly vibe