No Harm in Waiting

One of my absolute favorite poems... please comment! I appreciate your honest opinions...

No Harm In Waiting

You poke at the bits of salad left stained in that bowl,
unsatisfied and needy as you always are,
while I suck down another tall Stella.
I nod to your whining and smile with your pauses,
as I try to arouse my intoxication so that
I have the guts to end this “what-ever” we have become.
But then you blanket my hand with yours
and squeeze my knuckles under your palm
and my anger melts into the maple of your eyes and
my smile tacks on more authentically then before.

I sit there bruised like a plum that has been fondled too much
on the shelves of a produce market while you continue to poke
and nag and sigh with ranch sopping your breath
in between your salty words as your lips find their way to mine.
I forget why I thought you were any less than perfect.
You smile and I smile and we just sit there silently
as I convince myself that there’s no harm
in waiting just a bit longer - - again.