Fun and Games: Poetry & Limericks: Poetry

Light Of A Vegas Moon by Manda
An intimate conversation      Over breakfast, Could someday morph into the saying of      "I love you." Toasted, unbuttered bagel side-by-side With fluffy eggs, yellow and scrambled.      Tomatoes diced,           All arranged artfully upon Blue china. If we had it our way, There would be many intimate breakfasts,      Friendly touches, And more than a ‘depth of understanding’ alone.      Ahh.....           There would be music. Pucchini in our heads, As two lovers      Danced, With eyes of blue,      By the light           Of a Vegas moon.
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