Playing with poems

A long time ago, I was sitting on her floor, playing with her refrigerator magnets. You know, the ones that have words on them, and you can use them to make wacky sentences? Well, I used them to write poems.

I want to be a
Languid rhythm goddess.
Worship my smooth blood,
You dazzle me.

and

I ache like the moon
When night goes away.

I have never forgotten the way those words sounded as they fell from my lips when I first saw them put in order. And I have never forgotten the way she laughed at me and called me silly.