The Things We Love

Things we love are like fruit, some are waxed, 

some are not,

wax only known from the touch,

not sure if boiling a lemon and scrubbing it

ever does the trick - 

there's no way to tell if the things we love are waxed,

no real way to tell when you have peak fruit,

no impetus to say I love this fruit,

this thing, it is perfect,

before it bursts, leaks and what doesn't evaporate

becomes a stubborn cake of residue

where it lies.