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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Is this chair free?" "Sadly, not. Finest oak, sprinkled with fairy dust hence extremely and extensively expensive!" she teased; their eyes touched then bumped away. He was French and a little confused; she just wanted to be! A smile sprang off the top springboard of her mouth, performing a perfect somersault pirouetting onto his bottom lip to linger with warm intrigue. Simultaneously they laughed and for a few seconds their mirth seemed to tentatively hold hands. Days later... that relationship had threaded a gossamer cobweb of attraction. Weeks later... nuances dallied, private thoughts revealed, intimacy heightened. Months later...they reached the stage and page of mentioning age; they just nittered and nattered that it mattered... not! He was twice her age; she, half his size. He was French, she was English. The perfect fit! And so, the relationship jitterbugged forward expressed with a language of love. The narrative over the years dictated by humorous commas, tender semicolons, occasional crusted exclamation marks until time's clock ran out and, sadly, the final full stop laid. She sits now, turning the pages of warming memories in her mind; pulling back those first few words he had offered her. "Is this chair free?" She mimicked the smile that had first enticed him and painfully whispered, "C'est maintentant, mon cheri!"
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