There was a tiny window

For a cutie.

For an incy-wincy

Alfa Romeo Spider,

Ideally

Aqua-blue,

As seen in my dreams,

Post-Bird-on-a-Wire,

romcom-adorable,

with a tape deck to play

Boys of Summer nonchalantly

Yet at full blast,

Especially at red lights.

Like, duh.

Oh look, there’s one! I squealed, as we zoomed past. Fancy that!

Hand-brake U-turn.

Reader, he bought it for me!