Well, I guess that I could say
I'll meet you in Paris in the spring
or some romantic place far, far away.
Now that would really be something.
Or I could gift you a diamond broach
heart shaped with sapphire in the center.
Such a gift would be beyond reproach
on a day like this at start of winter.
Perhaps I could write you a love sonnet
about passion or emotions bold
envelope it with a wax seal on it.
For such things I fear I am too old.
So instead let's meet at our birch tree
the one which has the river view
with initials I carved carefully
and there I'll give my love to you.
Comments
very nice thought
and well done, simple and nice. Who could not relate to it?
(But, I'd also love to go to Paris in the spring! )
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hello
Always good to see you've dropped by. I'm pleased you like this quick scribble
For such things I fear I am too old.
For such things I fear not
coz I am too bold.
then to all hags also Stan you will be sold till end of life we desire so all over again then for a rebirth hope all else is silliness behold give not away you hold say this and that and say Lovedly just told now like olden days you I must hold
squeeze your bones
kindly store it in safe custody till i can post it for thee
Meek hearted never Lovers make
For such love like things I fear not
Coz
I am too bold.
then to all hags also friend
you will be sold
till end of life we desire so
all over again
then for a rebirth hope
all else is silliness
behold
give not away your hold
Say this and that
and say Lovedly just told now
like olden days you I must hold
squeeze your bones
and sure enough you will fumble
a wow
from one really old...