Tastes 1

I wonder sometimes what would have happened

if our first date was a dinner.

 

How you would have spent the time 

controlling your gag reflex

at my spaghetti carbonara

 

whilst across from you, I’d shudder

as you bit into your water chestnuts

and bamboo shoots.

 

How quickly I’d have drifted off

with your baking-led conversation

 

and my disappointment at hearing

you couldn’t stand avocado.

 

I wonder sometimes what would have happened.

 

But then again, I’ve watched you eat pasta

that my mother cooked,

 

just because she cooked it.

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