beloved, lie with me

and
this wasn't just any grilled cheese
real bread, dense texture, chew-y crunchy
real cheese, smooth, firm, slick
tomato, warm, grilled
avocado still slightly chill
and the fries

cut from a potato directly into the basket in which they will be submerged into oil

lightly dusted with salt immediately
after withdrawal

and what do we drink with this feast
as i watch the flames dance across your face
do the dance
is that too trope
or do they lick and tease

i want suddenly to lick your cheek
just to taste you in an animal way that isn't even really sexual
or maybe it is
but not like that

you taste
of salt
and
recognition
i know you
like that

that time
that you told me your back hurt
and i didn't give my line
i want to make up for that now
it want to anoint you baby
in something
food grade

i'm not playing around about the massage
i'm interested
in where you hold your tension
what depth will my thumbs sink into your shoulder blades
and these things aren't sexual either
well, they are
but not like that

now
if i find the sweet spot in your twisty bendy fascia

that 
that will be 

hot

and i want to roll around a lot
we might have to spend days and days
to learn
all of each other

or maybe not

that
feels like something we already did somewhere
back before the road, even