This is pleasant and well-written. It did not quite get my final vote because the initial thread -- comparing the speaker's love interest's interest to the speaker's own -- is dropped immediately. The sonnet turns to Desi but never turns back to the speaker; I guess I was expecting I Love Lucy to become a metaphor for the speaker's relationship. (Others have more or less noted this. I am not convinced there is enough of the speaker's own life in it.)
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