Monday, February 28, 2011

Think

*think*

Most of all
I think of you
Perched on that place
With such scenic view
City below not knowing we
Perched above just us two
Enamoured and enarboured close
Sharing kisses warm as toast
Cool night air set aside
As together we two do slide
As A and B on Ikea table mated
So together fit so neatly
Our meeting thus celebrated.

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