Love Chews

love chews

love chews

like a giant octopus trying to squeeze through

the front doors of our favorite Mexican restaurant

freshly perched upon the rooftop, it throws a big tentacle

through the window wrapping its suckers tight around

our all-you-can-eat buffet, dragging it jealously back to deep water

together we put our clothes on and go chasing, follow the trail

of black beans & salsa and stand holding hands between the shoreline

trying to decide whether to rent a sturdy boat or swim

(from my book Love Does Stuff, Amber Lodge Press)