xi.

Keep your friends close and

your enemies closer. "She

doesn't know I know."

xii.

Another dress falls

Discarded, crumpled, unfit

For spy versus spy.

xiii.

knock, knock, knock. She's here.

Despite myself, I pause to

palm my foolish grin.

xiv.

"kind of always late,

so kind of always sorry."

I don't mind waiting.

xv.

I see Cosima,

deep roots, a supple stem and

phototropic hands.