“How was your weekend,
What’d you do?”
“Nothing.”

The quiet evening.
“What’d you do?”
“Nothing.”

The walk together.
“What’d you do?”
“Nothing.”

The passing touch,
The fingers twined,
The gentle kiss,
The knowing smile.

The clothing folded,
The flowers tended,
The shared repast,
The hearts we mended.

“How was your weekend,
What’d you do?”
“Nothing.”

Thanks for nothing.