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Roses. The sweet fragrance of roses fill my senses as I drift off into slumber. The cool night air blows slowly past my curtains and they fly out like specters floating in an endless sky.
The cottage is quiet now as the day has met it's burden and the shadow of night has begun her shift.
You are beside me. I feel the warmth of your body next to mine as I gentle brush your lips against mine. It had been a glorious day.
We walked hand in hand along the deserted beach while the rain gently washed the sand. We stopped under the canopy and ate the picnic lunch you packed. You even brought the candles to complete the ambiance.
I made a toast with the wine and said:" May the gift of "our" love be shared not only between us but with all those who touch our lives". I remember you smiling as you leaned in next to me and placed a gentle kiss upon my lips.
The intensity of your passion overcame me as I caressed the loveliness of your body and we made love on the beach while the rain poured down upon us.
We were one within each others arms as time drifted on; and the birds overhead sang their song only for us.
Dinner that evening was equally romantic as again the candles flame danced their dance as a testament to our love.
Nights passion was matched only by our romantic beach rendezvous earlier. In deed, I am the luckiest man alive.
And now the roses, the sweet smell of roses.
If this is but a dream, then let me sleep upon loves bosem still; and for evermore.
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Posted by sirdante1 on 2009-05-17 09:00:50 | Rating: | Views: 97
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