used by permission of the artist
we had the conversation across the table
as all lovers do
when things get rough.
pasta took on its sauce
to ragged pieces
of love left
behind on the plate
like so much snow.
and when we were done,
i looked over at the fairy lights behind your head
and wondered what tomorrow would like like
when i woke up and realized that
cheese was the best part of today.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014
posted for dVerse