You are picnic perfect

Poised on the
blanket, pink &
white, perched over
your peanut butter
& jelly, pickles & porcini,
passing time playing
Scrabble (it should be
poker or parcheesi
but we are selective
with pleasure).

At our peril
we have packed
a lunch, placed ourselves
in the path of ants &
birds of prey, seeking,
perishables, pieces of challah
or possible pie crumbs,
following the promise of
proximity & warm sunshine,
peeling off layers, summer
persuasions, probable.