Chocolate

I slip you sweets

Just to see you smile.

You Said

You’re going to make me fat,

you said.

 

Then I thought:

I wouldn’t mind getting fat

with you.

 

Elevator

We rode the elevator together today.

It was crowded, stuffed full of people

who wanted nothing else

but to go home.

 

You stood facing me. The other people,

Surrounding us like a blanket

melted away.

 

Your mind was elsewhere, I’m sure,

but for seven floors

I basked in your glow

bearing a grin

I could not

control.