She offered him a blue heart
A tiny piece of Brach’s candy with a red message
He smiled
This will be our first Valentine’s Day together…
Are we still together?
Unofficially, she said
Ring or no ring, he argued
True love is ours for the consumption
That word can be taken either way, she replied with a weary sigh
Indeed, he said, and broke the heart between his teeth
Sucking the life out of a dissolving sweetness
Until the invitation disappeared
Into the wet darkness of his throat
Andrew Dabar