MIDNIGHT SNACK by Vida Felsenfeld

MIDNIGHT SNACK

A slice of silver moon
sitting on a Desert Rose dessert
dish,
waits for you
on the kitchen
table.
(There are some stars
in the cookie jar
to sprinkle on
top).

Use the gold-plated
fancy fork
I stole
from King Solomon’s
dinnerware
drawer.

Dab your lips
on the lily-white
linen napkin
imported
from some snowy
peak
in the Himalayas.

Run your fingers
over the placemat
I found
in the back alley
of the Musee d’Orsay–
a Van Gogh canvass,
blank and blessed.

Caress your hands
around the rocket-red
tea cup
I borrowed
from the Tang
Dynasty,
and pour
a shot
of sugar
into the Earl Grey Tea,
scored from
the Queen Mother’s
medicine cabinet.

Now look out your window.
The rest of the moon
will be your candle
to eat by.

I love you.
Enjoy.