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Hot August, 1974, I was back for my second year at college,
having just settled into a new place at Anita Apartments,
right next to the guys’ apartment complex called Tanner’s.
My first night, we answered a knock at our door.
Steve Dietrich, a friend of my roommate, entered our apartment,
but my eyes went immediately to the younger man with him.
That would be his brother Joel, there for his first year at BYU.
My first thought was this: How shy he is, so reserved. . . but so adorable.
He was tall and thin and cute as the dickens.
They stayed for just a while, and by the time they left,
I’d formulated my big plan:
to get to know this boy Joel (who everyone just called Joe).
There was to be a parking lot dance that weekend,
and so I waited expectantly, hoping all week
to catch a glimpse of this boy I’d found so attractive,
but no matter how often I strolled past his apartment,
my opportunity for a “chance encounter” never occurred.
The night of the dance arrived and I was right there,
all decked out in my colorful tight top with bellbottoms,
long luscious lashes curled and pink frost lipstick applied.
When I caught sight of Joel, he was slow dancing with some girl.
A blonde with glasses, she was rather plain and smaller than me.
I was not pleased to see her with Joe, and I thought to myself:
Hmmmm, who does she think she is? I saw him first,
and he is NOT going to stay with her tonight.
As they danced, I fixed my eyes on him,
my beautiful, long-lashed, sultry green eyes.
He looked up and saw me then. I must have taken him by surprise
because I did not lower my gaze.
I wanted him to know that he was going to be mine,
so I willed him with my gaze to break away from that blonde
and come to me.
And so he did. . the rest is history.
Beside me at this moment, lying on our bed, watching TV,
is the man who today bears little resemblance to that
very young man I met 35 years ago.
I turn to him and ask, “Do you remember the VERY first time you saw me?”
He replies, “I don’t know; a parking lot dance?”
Well, at least he came close. . .
For Frank Herrera's Contest: Love Story
We are experts at the dance of drawing near
And you lift your hand, as though my hand to touch;
I approach this lovely dance with lingering fear,
For I simply cannot swing into this trust.
You are expert at the dance of drawing near,
Yet I fear to take your hand, t'would be too much;
I wonder what we call this uncertain dance,
These fancy moves we memorize, then enhance.
I approach this lovely dance with lingering fear
And you lift your hand, as though my hand to touch;
We are experts of the dance of drawing near,
But I simply cannot swing into this trust.
I pull away, turn aside, and face the back;
This disturbing slide revealing that which lacks.
books turn of love
a day breaks in our eyes of love
angels dance with such great love
shooting hearts from cupids arrows sending love from above
climbing vines of flowers in your gardens love
blues
reds
purples
yellows
greens
whites
pinks with hints of different colors
oh i like the bluebells love and all the woodlands spells
Crystal eyes of the one i love sitting upon the beautiful
clouds dropping flowers to her love her sunshine
golden suns setting in the skies showing the pinks
beauty dances in swirls of the winds sweep
this is so a hearts complete like the soft streams diamond flows
for i love you so
when i take thee hands dance upon the soft sands you make thee
so beautiful in the golden night glow my ceizar i love thee so much
a home of lilacs love
a silk touch
a kiss from the lips i so love
a cuddle of passions love
as I'm talking to the moon i here your voice flowing in the Rio DE janeiros
soft sea shores waves
i here you in the whispering winds
i feel you in the popping rains as they fall soaking the nights floors
i see you in the stars
i here you voice in the trees
a plane in the skies it me my ceizar look can you see me in you beautiful eyes
look
pages of the book turn a cure is my ceizar forever more
so i thank you Rio DE janeiro and my ceizar loving cure
ceizar of Duncan the loving cure kiss
The memory, of old, returns again
and tiptoes in like summer rain.....
If I close my eyes, I can feel the night
that wraps me close, beneath the stars
There were sounds of laughter all around
And crowds were milling all about
A saxophone was softly speaking
and Sinatra's voice was crooning, ...pleasing
For with a midnight tolling near
One by one, they drifted home...
Just a few of us, to dance the floor
All sense of time had halted course...
With shoes kicked off, and jackets hung
We couldn't bear the evening's end
Cheek to cheek with you that night
The last sweet dance would soon begin
The music stopped, but we did not
We couldn't break our tight embrace
We couldn't tear ourselves apart
And while we danced in pale moonlight
Our eyes were closed, you kissed my face
This was our own, enchanted place
You held me close, we danced alone
The night was ours to keep....our own
Though not a sound at all we heard
The lonely saxophone droned a tune
The record of Old Blue Eyes crooned
The music had no end
Cradled in your arms
Held close to your heart
This dance will never end
Once you let it start
Step away with me
Follow where I go
Our loves takes us to places
That only we can know
Lost within a dream
we drift away in peace
passionate souls united
our hearts feels its release
this dance is never over
in your arms eternally
we hold each other closely
our spirits are set free
love may sometimes stumble
but ours will never fall
for what we feel within
is the greatest love of all
I hear the music play
Lost in its melody
We dance through out the night
Together you and me
When I hold on to your heart
And you nuzzle close to me
Holding each other together
That’s the way its meant to be
For as long as I shall live
My hands reach out to touch
As we share the love we give
And we give so very much
As we dance in to the night
And the night time fades away
I will be cradled in your arms
To stay
Dinner by candlelight
Expect dinner by candlelight
The table is set in the garden
The flowers 'red passion of' exhale
a sweet smell in the air ...
Yes it is a little cold.
But I lit a fireplace just for us.
The flames contrast with the dark,
Magic seems to do to please us.
The musicians are the first chords,
Gay rehearse the songs that will touch
Today will be a lovely dinner, showered with kisses.
And embraced'll dance to the sound of
violins ...
Prepared for that special night
A good wine cooled there on the table
Along with cutlery willing to label
In the center two rosebuds highlighted
Another yellow red side by side.
Insinuating my desire and my passion
Already purposely scented flower essences
Then you get even more cute than ever
We talk about vague words unimportant
But our hands and our eyes banded
Could declare a thousand words
Gently yet ventured a dance
I now feel even more its fragrance and its heat
At this moment the taste of wine from my mouth
Mingled with the taste of my lipstick from her soft lips
Gradually refined our clothes before
They were left one by one there on the floor
Our hands were filled with affection and tenderness
Then our love was magically declared
Among the cushions of my couch in my room
At our first dinner by candlelight
OF CEIZAR FOR MY DEAR DUNCAN TE AMO
Let me take you to Venice
passing through the canals
all the alleys and valleys
gondolieurs,souvenirs,
saying cheers,drinking wine
whilst we dine,full moon
lanternes lightning sweet Venice,
its the place for romance
our place, shall we dance?
home sweet home ,we're in Venice............
Let me take you to Paris,
lovers home were we roam
and we go up so high nearly
touching the sky in chic Paris,
There we go on Eiffel Greatest tower,
holding hand,disney land an adventure
for hours,shall we dance once again?
im your girl,you're my man!
home sweet home,we're in Grand Paris............
Let me take you to London doing good
shopping spree,London eye,more to see
visiting Royalty Handsome William and Harry,
thats the day ,You will ask me to marry......
Whilst we pass London's bridge by the ferry
Home sweet home London home.......
Shall we Marry?...................................
Let me take you to Greece,
where all legends and myths
shape to life once again,
whilst the Gods bow their head
shall we wed then we sleep in our bed,
making love through the night in soft breeze,
i'm your girl,You're my man!
Home sweet home,we're in Greece............
Let me take you to Malta melite!
Rich history, flowered carpets n all streets,
Mdina lovers' den, charming gem silent city,
brown eyed men with a tan,girls so pretty!
and the sun shines so bright,many stars
through the night,my sweet homeland delight,
happy faces what a site!Malta beauty sweet dreams,
showing you what life means,where safety matter most,
where people are not ghosts,where love flows as it glows,
through our seas,scented breeze,treasure treats
temples , harbours,good food,all to please...and they please.......
Its the place where you're home ,feel at ease
whilst we dance ,the best dance of classic LOVE romance
home sweet home,we're in land of the knights,
we're in MALTA--MELITE--EUROPE'S PEARL off all times...
Malta Melite my Heart Beat.........till it dies..................
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