Would you lie down on my floor?
I’ve noticed you before, Alvine.
I’ve seen you while out shopping, and I wasn’t even looking for a crush.
But there you were, the incarnation of spring. Flowery, but with class.
I told myself that there was no space for you in my life, that I could not afford you.
But you kept creeping up on me, being all charming and sophisticated. And momma-help-me, you’re Swedish!
I bet you’re the only fling my husband wouldn’t begrudge me.
Won’t you move in with me, please?
You wouldn’t even be lonely, your cousins are already here
