How do I love thee, Tiramisu Cake?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee with the passion of ladyfingers dipped in coffee
Easing my old griefs in a layer of whipped eggs, sugar, and
mascarpone cheese
And with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love for coffee-flavored custard I seemed to lose
With my lost saints.
(To be continued)
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