another coffee break

our love was like cheesecake
a lemon one
not lime
your fingers drummed time
sweet and sour moods
crusty underneath


what you say
what you always say
never satisfied
hurting with you
what is mine is yours
and yours
is also mine
even the ugly
but let’s put
a bandaid on that
and some word salve

it was not accepted
this new kindness
she had learned
but she never felt guilty
about tossing handfuls into the air
like choice chocolates
some were caught
and melted on waiting tongues
others trampled