Let me love you
by planting mint behind the rosemary,
where it will be protected
and continue hardy green production
well into December and January.
And I will put lights in the garden
so I can find it when you want tea
anytime, even after the sun goes down.
I will romance you in the dark.
And I will go down to the river
and carry home watermelon boulders
with my own hands and legs and back
to protect this minty tenderness
from being trampled by your dog
as he thunders after bees and butterflies
and daredevil birds.
Romancing your tongue and nose.
Warming your belly and hands.
Creating rituals of devotion
to your pleasure, your comfort,
and your sustenance.