Walking slowly, hand in hand
Beside the gentle river
On past the learnéd halls of time
And college gates where church bells chime
Through market stalls of fresh-baked bread
To corner shops where minds are fed
Along green paths of shady pine
With pause to feast on cheese and wine
Back home, the drum of sultry beat
Of music’s sway and passion’s heat
Then rest in shadows barely lit
And hugging curves of perfect fit
Too soon the day is at a close
With creamy kiss and pink-blush rose
Against the sky of fading light
A whisper: “no regrets … goodnight”
Copyright 2007
2 Perfect Day (Pdf print version)
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