today

with lunch devoured, i convince myself, briefly, that i have no room leftover
for any size or decadence of the current love in my life:chocolate.
that´s until exiting my lunch quarters, 7 steps to the left, wafts me inside...
i spy with my little eye - everything that is chocolate!!
at the far left, top row of the dulce delights,
is a Belgium waffle waxed in chocolate.

i must have it.
never had one of those before.
i must have that.
when i ask to buy it, there is a little confusement...confuse-cito...confuse-momentito...
befuddled by my plain request, the señora behind the counter
doesn´t think i should want that.

"¿you want that? ¿the whole thing? ¿to eat? ¿now? ¿you?"

"yes. now. please. ¡thank you!"

cheerfully, i reply.

i pay well over what a one way, 45 minute bus ride from Otura to Granada
shimmy's out from my change purse.
and gladly.

a lazy, European, waxed paper slip dresses,
even more so, teases,
over the wax body of chocolate dipped Belgium waffle.
8 viking thumb prints of waffle indents down, and 4 across.

wow. now i get the befuddlement.
this thing is f*ckin heavy.
. . .awwwwwwww yeaaaaaaah. . .
this is gonna be so f*ing good!

a hurried stroll to the nearest plaza, because i can tell,
i am gonna have to sit to appreciate this.
the benches face the fountain, that then form 3 outer rings,
and i choose a front row seat of the water play,
with the sun directly warming my backside.

all is lost, all has fallen silent,
i unhinge from this otherwise ordinary Thursday i am having and i bite...
oh.my.god.
i giggle loudly.
(my food has made me giggle!)
i have no words for this taste.

the giggle was loud enough for a band of hombres to signal me
to take a group foto of their dapper selves en frente de fountain.
i hesitate to set down my waffle dream scape as though i am about
to leave my purse unattended at the South Loop Club on a late night
Chicago Saturday, when it´s $2 Bud Lites.

no harm, my lovely.
we can finish our affair now.
uninterrupted in the plaza.
just chocolaty you and me.

yum and namaste.