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A short poem that I wrote a few years ago. |
| On a warm spring night with bright stars above, a man and a woman take a chance at love. Tempting fate with a new found friend, neither knowing where to begin. A gentle touch by hands made of stone, from a man who doesn't want to be alone. Soft kisses upon the bussom of his chest, by a lady who knows she's really been blessed. Romantic thoughts dance through the night, as he gently kisses her in the soft moonlight. He holds her in his arms in a tight embrace, she willingly gives in as her heart starts to race. A man and a woman starting over again, neither of them knowing how it began. Two hearts beating together as they take a chance, by giving their love for one more dance. |