Saturday, March 22, 2008
6th year Dinner
The breeze gently brushed against my face,
I rested my hand in yours.
The waves lapped happily onto the shore,
I walked alongside by you.
The hot green tea warmed my heart,
I indulged in comfort ambience.
The order of food’s beyond my norm,
I feared the taste of raw.
Salmon, yellowtail, and swordfish,
I surprised myself by much.
Sweltering seafood hotpot,
I shared my joy with you.
6 years and one dinner...we should do this more often....love it...
With you @7:58 PM