The Bride To Be
She was so beside herself , ntoxicated by ardent kisses,
Fantasies of walking down the aisle and becoming his
Mrs.
So, lost was she, in present reality, her chocolates melted
in her hand and became one with her front door key.
When he saw what she has done, he knew this was a sweet
sign of his future bride-to-be!
4/24/2021
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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