Toast and Avo
And she whispers to him... avocado
Toast looks longingly at the other couples in the room
PB and J, Bacon and Eggs, Burger and Fries, but where is his love food?
Everyone knows the toast with the most never rides solo!
Don’t we all just want someone to compliment us?
Nobody knows the heartache of being condiment-less
But just when all hope is gone, when love feels lost, Toast looks up and in through the doors walks…
Avocado
Those beautiful curves, the gorgeous shape resembling… a large green peanut, kinda?
Anyway, Toast approaches. Heart racing as anxiety encroaches upon him
He’s heard the tales of who this stranger could be.
Her name he must know and she whispers to him…
Avocado
The name sends chills down his crust
He has heard tales of her love - her lust!
Is his heart already broken?
Is she playing with the pieces?
Out of his chest, his heart beats
He wants to play this love game
But checkmate, she’s the queen and
He’s only a rookie.
But he gathers his courage
Toast knows to takes his time
Avocado might be firm at first, but eventually ripe
You see…
Avocado can have quite a fickle spirit, she’ll make you wait
Not yet, not yet, not yet, EAT ME NOW!, too late…
But you know what? Toast doesn’t mind.
He’ll be ready when she finds the right time because he’ll listen
Because he knows she’s not perfect and that’s ok.
He loves her dimples. He doesn’t care about the size of her pit.
And she knows his thoughts and she smiles.
And he smiles.
Because she knows he’s a little burnt around the edges.
“Would you like to dance?” He asks and extends a hand.
She accepts and takes his hand to dance.
Avocado and Toast left together that night
and the rest of it went the way you expected it might...
The next day begins
A new love is born, and Toast is ready to commit
He gets down on one knee and thinks
“This is it. She’s the one”
He extends a hand just like the first night they met – yesterday
And he asks will you Marry Me?
And she leans in… And she says… I love you… Of course, I will marry you
We shall dance in the meadow of marriage
We shall sing our love from the mountaintops
I proclaim now if you’re a bread then I’m a bread
This magical union of Avocado Toast cannot be stopped
And when finally the day arrives
Standing side by side, Toast embraces his bride
Before he's asked, Toast shouts "I do!"
The usher asks, “Do you take this bread, too ?”
And she says… “I Avoca-do”
About the Creator
Benny Shlesinger
Amateur philosopher, avid keyboard pitter-patterer
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