strawberries in my mouth
I know what this means:
sweetening up our ending, are we?
add cream and sugar to taste.
I can guess from the juice on your fingers
that you've thought all this through;
one final round on the bedsheets
and you'll move on to something new.
why'd you have to ruin the taste for me?
why'd you have to sour the savoring?
spoiled food and empty evenings -
why throw both upon me?
don't think I don't understand
I'll bite as hard as I can
strawberries aren't the end of this
we've carried it off longer than this.
© Jess Zelhart, 2004. Thou shalt not steal.