candy

she says,
i like candy,
sticky lolipops,
gum and bars
of chocolate,
things to lick
and savor
the sweetness
or sour
sugar nature
of it all, to
turn the bag
upwards for that
last m and m,
to shake the box
free of that
final junior
mint. i want
something to make
me pucker,
or crave for more
when the last
chew is swallowed,
i see her
swoon and her
eyes roll
with just one
glance at
the long sweet line
of boxed candy
in the drugstore
rows. i'm jealous.
so very jealous.