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Pondering On Our Love
We sat for hours under the flame tree, In silence, we pondered life with glee. She wished for a breeze sitting at the quay, I yearned for mountains and some lovely ski. Variety is a spice that’s our loving key. The fern-like leaves fluttered in the breeze, One long passionate kiss was enough to appease. Her hands squeezed to make her feel at ease. Soon we decided on afternoon teas And sandwiches layered with favourite cheese. Soon dusk was falling, and it threatened snow, Even the birds were seen flying very low, Clouds rushed in a row over row. To leave such peace was rather a blow, Agreed to spend the night in a nearby chateau. From our window, we relished the valley in colour. Lawns crisscrossed with borders all in flower. Fortunately, it did not snow but it did shower In the semi-twilight, all seemed such a glistening bower. Finally, sleep beckoned, it was too late an hour.
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