The Little Date
An appreciation of the small details fuels a romantic relationship.
It’s the little things.
And the joy they bring.
-India Arie
The enchanting and chilly scent
Emanating from the box
Is of the finest kinds of mint.
This taste of freshness rocks.
The tie and cufflinks
show azure blue.
The suit is as white as sinks.
The silk is like everything that’s true.
With all of the dollars rolled in pockets.
The money clip holds each one.
The cash gives electricity like sockets.
The night is just a small date to be done.
She wears a grey dress of satin.
I order drinks for the two of us.
A Long Island iced tea and a Manhattan
Reach our table without a fuss.
I compliment her on her hair.
She giggles and says, “thanks.”
She talks about my bald head with care.
Her words are currency to fill all banks.
The little things that make
Our union the latest
Can never be fake.
Our love is the greatest.
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