We sat at a table and sipped coffee
We sat at a table just you and me
You looked into my eyes and saw my cue
I looked into your eyes and saw your blue
You reached your hand across the void
I reached my hand, I was overjoyed
What happened next is hard to say
What happened next is history
Poems and Petals 
lovely
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Ah, thank you, I was just playing around with words! 🙂
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keep doing that, the result keep guys like myself smiling
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LOL, okay I will thank you!
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Nicely done. This can lend itself to either extreme. Blue can mean his eyes or melencholy. History can be interpreted as the worst is behind us or the first day of our forever. Great job!
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Oh thank you so much, Oscar! I’m so glad for your comments! They mean a lot ❤
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