Friday, January 17, 2020

Dessert First

He orchestrated
romance,
smiled
at the waitress,
told her the plan.
Dessert first,
then dinner.
We shared it
as if it was last.
It was not good,
but this date
was the best.

by:  Paula D. Nevison
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