One sweet hot summer day met Christine <br />we were in an adventurous mood, so keen <br /> <br />Went abroad, went beyond <br />felt supreme, felt so good and bold <br />the two of us smiling, foolin' around, blindfold <br /> <br />Smile was our motto <br />Hot lovers, eager to fly with a high vibrato <br />as if we've won the lotto <br /> <br />Went to Ireland, went to Prague, went to Scotland <br />went to islands, went to sandy beaches <br />went to castles, forests and lakes, <br />museums, gigs, theaters and many other shows <br /> <br />She was lovely, I was confident <br />All seemed great, but somewhere <br />in the middle of our destined life, <br />our hearts collided instead <br /> <br />Boom! ! ! <br /> <br />(Dedicated to Christine)<br /><br />Roger Bewman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/christine-3/
