want to be happy

stay sweet
like the nights
that hide in between
the
dusk

in between the
dust, where we
used to make love

take the nectar
from my mouth
take the nectar

sweeter than the juice
that drips from

your chin, where you keep your sins

before dinner and after

the napkins fold,

we can make love again

but let the crumbs hold
us,

SWEET