X Marks the Tina

Of course, the rain affected
the situation, so much so that Tina
didn't even glance at the window.
The beauty of the whole thing
was that no one else could
see through anyway, so there we sat,
up to our navels in static.
I was touched by her sadness.
Even as we made love, I felt good
about everything she represented.
You know, Tina likes treasure maps
the way I like Tina.