I shared a gallon of ice cream with you
Something that we seldom do
It was raining that Saturday
And we were home alone
The marsmallow tidbits got the good of me
Because I could not keep my eyes off you
Your smile, your eyes
The ice cream dripping from
The plastic spoon
You tasted like chocolate.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
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