Perfect Weekend
After waiting long we finally met.
At a house by the beach to start the day.
It mattered not that the weather was wet,
By being with her the skies weren’t so gray.
I cherish the time that she was with me.
But it seemed the fairy tale was to end.
Then we kissed in the gardens by the sea;
Perfect finish to a perfect weekend.
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Aside from my great plans to become the future dictator of the moon, I have little interest in political discussions.
Last edited by mirevolver; 08-17-2004 at 08:15 PM..
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