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.