i introduced you to them,
at the gig.

he looked at me,
eyes wide,
a little sceptic.

“husband?” he asked.

what.

did my mind trip?
“housemate. housemate!”
that’s what i said.
but maybe my heart
decided to have
its own moment.

your wife laughed —
“i thought you said husband, too.”
and there i was,
blushing through
the awkward ha-ha,
wishing for something
to sink into.