A Date
If I never meet her again,
my whole life would be incomplete.
This one day was simply germane.
And for what reason did we meet?
In this imperfect world of ours,
a joy, everything was flawless.
How often have you spent hours
on a sandy beach, in full dress.
And feel very comfortable,
with a cool breeze off the ocean.
Things were very pleasurable,
and we didn't need suntan lotion.
Copyright © Bill Doggett | Year Posted 2009
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