A
Proposal
A
pale moon-lit night and a gentle breeze.
A
young boy and girl walking hand in hand,
Whispering
quietly to each other beneath the trees
Walking
and talking quietly. Hand in hand,
The
young boys eyes shon and he spoke with ease:
Fiery
eyes - a wonderous sight;
Silken
hair - black and long;
Rosy
cheeks - pink on white;
"I
love you my dear" - a lovers song.
Beautiful
alive- a lily of the night!
Next
to the brook they stopped to see
The
water slipping past them - just the two.
Two
young lovers wanting to pay the fee -
The
fee for love that they both knew.
He
looked at her and said: "Please marry me"
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