I sit at my paper-strewn desk
listening to the percolating chatter
filtering through the office.
The black, multi-button phones beep
annoyingly, juxtaposed with
the musical and sometimes comical,
sounds of personal mobile devices.
Doors open and close,
chairs roll across plastic mats.
The copy machine motor whirs
while paper shoots into trays
and the fax machine shouts out
a new arrival of
papered communication.

Stress builds, exhaustion sets in.
Five o’clock is the ultimate goal of all.
I bid my time, shuffling papers,
stapling, stroking keys, filing,
a smile spread across my face.
Soon I join the man
who last night brought me
a bag of Corn Nuts and a Moon Pie
because he read my posting on Facebook.
Simple, crazy combination of snack foods
that speak of his attention to detail,
his constant goal of pleasing me,
his knowledge that it’s the little things
that lead to the big things
in a woman’s heart.

Work, it does end,
but love,
it’s a lifetime commitment,
occasionally enhanced
by Corn Nuts,
a Moon Pie,
and a kiss
that speaks of
forever.