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We feel the lift engage, elevating
our gondola high above the valley.
And as snowflakes tumble from a teal sky
our adventurous ski trip has begun.
The allure of a ski lodge in the Alps
is that it's so profoundly romantic.
For when brisk breezes begin to cool down
we’ll go inside and toast marshmallows.
Together, we’ll watch a scarlet sunset
as it lights the snow capped mountains on fire.
And trillions of stars will start to twinkle
like diamonds strewn across ebony.
We’ll be as angels on top of the world
nothing comes close to that kind of feeling.
And we’ll explore our new found paradise
with the enthusiasm of newlyweds.
Oct. 12, 2018
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