Let's go on a bike trip to the country
Take a picnic basket full of delectables
Let us lie on top of a red plaid blanket
I'll feed you nice, round, green grapes
You can tell me how much you love my eyes
I can pour us a flute of Dom Pérignon to share
You'll say how graceful I am and kiss me gently
I'll push the hair out of your eyes and tell you I love you
Then I'll let you kiss me again, as you lie by my side
Nose to nose, we will stare into each other's eyes
All the while whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears
Let us take a bike ride out into the country.
I promise it will be worth your while.
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The Dom Perignon reminded me of Taylor Swift's song, Champagne Problems. Loved your poem!
Beautiful poem. beautifully and gently written. excellent job!
Very nice!
Dear Step-Mom - Love those Balloon Bike whitewalls - I used to clean mine with a scouring pad. I'd so 'insane' if they were muddy! Your stories always bring back lovely memories. I would goof-on Rita Louise when we rode a bicycle built for (2) by sitting in back with my feet up and not peddling - Fun reach back, Mom - * As you, Joe and I, have spoken about. I've decided to 'Insert' a non A.I. story that I've written into the 'History' section tonight. Sniper's beware! Hmm! You are a wonderful StoryTeller between Batches J-Bud