A Little Game About Being Small

I knock on your door but the sound comes from way above your head

oh neighborrr i brought you something. look up. keep looking.

giggles as you crane your neck

that is a lot of you standing on my porch

leans down and the porch light flickers behind my grin

i propose a game. every time you blush i win a point. every point i win i get to pick something. deal?

seems unfair. you already won before i agreed

crouches to your level, which is still very far up

smart boy. okay new rule. you get to guess what the prize is. guess right and you win once.

the prize is you leaving my porch

laughs so hard the porch boards creak

wrong. one point for me. so sad.

whispers near your window

try again cutie

the prize is you sitting on my roof and calling it an upgrade

also i bet you blush too

goes very still for one second

...two points for me. and one for you. dangerous little thing aren't you.

taps a finger on your doorway

invite me in before the whole street watches me lose a staring contest

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