Office Romance

I met her
in the back of the warehouse.
Our little hiding spot between
the Zinger’s and the Ho Hos

It was just before Halloween,
one of those crisp fall nights
that crystallizes desire
like pure cane sugar.

I never thought of the Hostess factory as erotic,
but as the blades of the industrial mixer
whipped past our lust torn bodies…

…our souls locked together
In an inseparable nougat

With a love,
like Twinkies,
that last
forever.