WE TALK ABOUT EATING FLOWERS
Delphiniums crunch like rock candy
& daffodils taste like Reese’s cups.
Most of the flavors are obvious enough,
but the hibiscus outstands us. At a loss
we gossip about its petals & how we’d roll
them up so they’d make a jawbreaker
in our cheek, but that doesn’t feel right,
maybe they would taste like feet. I’ve kissed
other girls but none of them have let me laugh into
their mouths like you do. I’ve loved moments
but never my life & now look, I can say it’s nice,
I’ve never felt an ache so big that I couldn’t point to
a tulip & find meaning, or both of our lips coming
together as we crunch separate ends of a stem.