Every
great date ends in dessert. And take that as you will.
This
one was particularly nice. We had dinner. I was full. Dessert Date
suggested…something sweet. He is sweet. We agreed to get something chocolate,
like a piece of cake. Ended up sharing cannoli, wine and a cup of tea. Even
better. Sat holding hands and gazing longingly into each other’s eyes. Holding
each other across the table. Staying long after the restaurant should have
closed.
Yeah,
I may be dreaming.
If I close my eyes and wish, will it happen again?
If I close my eyes and wish, will it happen again?
Such
a sweet, sweet dream.
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