Overlord218
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We met by chance all those years ago
In a place of likeminded folk
The friendship there in an instant
Two sides of a coin naturally so
Years passed, still the spark was there
The bond ever growing , strength to strength
Through good times and bad, happy and sad
Nights and days of mutual care
Then that day in June when first I saw
My sweet Irish blonde, suitcase in tow
Searching for Me, looking high and low
While at the car I stood wishing I could do more
That first touch, that first fleeting kiss
Mumbled words of welcome, nerves showing so
The drive home, I could feel her stress
Yet even with that, for Me it was sheer bliss
On a rainy winter's night as we prepared for bed
So nervous so embarassed she was
Knowing not where to look, what should be said.
Her hands shaking, her cheeks constantly so red
24 days of laughter happiness and fun
24 nights of ecstasy as we learned from each other
True comfort and being at ease
All too soon though, our time was done
And as I watched her swallowed up by the terminal gates
Though I had so many regrets, time wasted time lost
I had no regrets at all she'd come, no regrets at all
For the future is the future and will be told by the fates
I knew at that moment that this wasn't the end
But rather a beginning on that you may depend
For no matter what happens she'll always be Mine
My sweet Irish blonde so beautiful, so fine
< Message edited by Overlord218 -- 9/22/2005 1:55:52 AM >
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