Boca Raton
and we’re sitting there
just the two of us
with our ice cream
having walked
from shore to shore
for two scoops
and unaware of your stare
I had run out of cream
and was looking down
at the end of my cone
an empty shell
when suddenly
a spoonful appeared
and I looked up
and realized
you’d given me your last bite
and in the smallness of that moment
with so many years of marriage between us
I thought to myself
wow, you still love me
TL