The father and his Arabians

she approached me after Art History

tall
thin
leggy
blond

with a hawk nose
and big eyes

we went on a date
a party
at some sketchy friends of hers

it
wasn't a great night
but she was beautiful
and I was young
and not afraid of being shallow
and soon
every afternoon
skipping class
at my house
windows open
loudly making love
to her
soft hair
and sharp bones
then
watching movies
lazy on the couch

and one night
we fell asleep
after
and I learned a lesson

you never make love to a farmer's daughter
in the fields of her father.