The Love
A courtship started with a midnight kiss,
You touched the heart in me like an old French love song
Waking to the morning sun, your arms around me tight,
You set my soul on fire; you make things look bright
We shine, a glimpse, O’ what life could be!
Laughter, love, a passionate tale…
My reflection in the mirror, yet I see you there?
Full of greatness, it’s you, I love me.
As the days go by, somehow I know,
Over the rainbow, my gold,
You’ll be there.
I asked my old roommate Chad to take me for a ride on his bike. After I gave him no choice I said “let me get ready!” and ran upstairs. The other two boy’s we lived with assumed I was heading upstairs to put on a jacket, pants, closed toed shoes maybe. No, not this girl. You know me much better than that. I put on the music, followed by my long blonde extensions, a micro mini and some red pumps. I was READY! I always wanted to ride on the back of a motercycle like that and god damnit, I did. Check that one off the list!
