Portabelle Mushroom Burgers

Recently I ate lunch

with a friend of mine

who warms my heart

in ways which

I do not understand


They sat gleefully

consuming the meal

I’d so lovingly graced together

As if food would woo

a being’s heart to 

love you just the same 


A crumb appeared at

the corner of their mouth

stayed for an almost

rude amount of time


Because I didn’t want it to be known

I had been looking at their lips