When a young crazed and
amazed boy who fell in love
by the ongoing heart, he
believe in true love in his
own gut feeling, he never
have butterflies was buzzing
through his system, or he
never have a cold feet before
hand, he came from the
northern upstate and downstate
of Paris, France, he meant
this French girl at the fabulous
beach park himself, he
smile so deep like the tunnel
wave of water, he swam
with her enchanted, the sky was
and were inglorious moment
to shine, he poured and
poured many of delicious
pineapple wine each glass to
glass, they sat down on
those stretched long chairs on
the sheetful of sand
together, the French lovebirds were
having a wondrous day so
far, he kissed her up rise to and
from the sun to the sky
high, he carried a book in his
awesome hand as smooth, he
open it widely, he read a love
poem to her, she melt her
heart in vane
Written by
Michael James Brindley
1-25-16
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