Friday, February 8, 2008

Letter Number Fifty-One.

Dear Cilantro,

I know you cry yourself to sleep at night because of all the player-haters out there. Let me tell you something though, baby: I used to be one of them. But now I've finally realized that you complete me.

Love,
Kymba

P.S. And my taco de aguacate.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

I have to say, I am not a cilantro fan, but I suppose I too am becoming more used to it than before.