You Say: the Keys

A story about a poet, his girlfriend and their pretty complicated relationship (2) Kurtistani; aab, cddceec, ffb You say increasingly that our life together gets too odd, that life is rife with locks and closed doors but lacking keys. You're right, my dear, here's the exact same copy of the keys I have: "The Brook" by Tennyson, the typo in the book of destinies, the tip how to attract men in a women's magazine, the meth, the Voynich manuscript, the author's death... I'm kidding, sweet. It's not like that, in fact. There are three master keys to pick the hearts of men: an afternoon Hofbrau Schwarz, a healthy home-cooked meal and your kiss.