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Poem dedicated to a dear friend... |
| Candle-lights On their first date he cooked her dinner, The ice between them became thinner, Then he took her for a drink Trying to create a link… On second date they became one She didn’t know he had a plan; So, she invested feelings and made dreams He was so cute in his blue jeans. The next day he disappears… She wonders if all that happened, it was real The payback comes in the next days: On first date she tells him stay, I will cook for you tonight! Good food, vintage wine and candlelight. Second date, they become one for the night Good sex, sweat and candlelight; The next day she’ll change her number Giving him the light of thunder! And she’ll keep the candle-lights For the bitter-sweet midnights! |