

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
