Mud-club
Chat & Social => The Bar - General Chat => Topic started by: Duncan Brown on September 04, 2005, 17:25:07
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We are sitting tonight in the fire glow,
Just you and I alone,
And the flickering light falls softly,
On a beauty that's your own.
It gleams where you’re soft smooth shoulder,
From your graceful neck sweeps down,
And I would not exchange your beauty,
For the best dressed belle in town.
I have drawn the curtain closer,
And from my easy chair,
I stretch my hand towards you,
Just to feel that you are there.
And your breath is laden with perfume,
As my thoughts around you twine,
And I feel my pulses beating,
As your spirit is mingled with mine.
And the woes of the world have vanished,
When I pressed my lips to yours,
And I feel the life blood flowing,
To me is the best of cures.
You have given me inspiration,
For a many soulful rhyme,
You’re the finest Old Scotch Whisky,
I've had for a long, long time.
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Oooh you old softy, hic. :lol: