My first Asparagus... wow, that takes me back...
She was slim and warm. She appeared at a family barbecue, introduced by my ex-wife's uncle, she wore only a single slice of proscuitto in the hot summer sun. She was only in my life for a very brief time, but it was immediate love. Some affairs just aren't meant to last. Besides, I'm a realist: things might have gone bad if we had taken our time. Still I believe I carry a little bit of her deep inside me, even now, years later.