You satisfy my needs; you’re just the right size, just the right fit. I can take you as you are, or change you depending on my mood—tonight, I’m thinking extra spicy. I’m not sure our relationship is healthy. It’s rare that we meet without alcohol in play, without the moon in view, but I’m beginning to wonder if we could do this thing that we do sober, during the day.
Perhaps in the light of day, the bloom would be off the rose. Without the hour and the drive from drink, perhaps my hunger will subside.
I’d like to find out, Midnight Burrito.
-Anonymous
Anonymous Love Letters 