Was it the first time or the two hundred and seventy-fifth?
Well, at least I know it was Emiliano’s.
I know because that’s where we always go when we feel special.
Heart of palm salad and chicken in wine sauce so delicate;
You had a fine white wine but I said, “No none for me, thanks”.
Tonight I already feel so high.
As the requisite candle in the Chianti bottle burned to a finish
We sighed together and shared the cannoli.
Then you smiled and said, “Yes, it was the two hundred and seventy-fifth”.[/b]
Thu Apr 18, 2013 12:45 am
EverydayAngelKarie
Joined: 07 Mar 2007
Posts: 761
Location: Lakewood, CA
Cool poem. I like 275 cannolis being so significant. Makes me want to eat 275 cannolis.
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