Poets logo

Toast and Avo

And she whispers to him... avocado

By Benny ShlesingerPublished 2 years ago 2 min read
Like
Toast and Avo
Photo by Dirk Ribbler on Unsplash

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...

By Chris Kursikowski on Unsplash

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”

By Tim Chow on Unsplash

love poems
Like

About the Creator

Benny Shlesinger

Amateur philosopher, avid keyboard pitter-patterer

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.