Ro-Man-ce
I found you
Right before
My very eyes
And i wasn't looking;
Like a bolt out
Of the blue
Lagoon reflecting;
Through still waters
That run deep;
Like baby blue skies
Were your magnetic eyes
That have frozen me
Into a misty-blue-velvet trance
A spellbound glance;
Enticed by you
Out of the blue
Borne ever true
Me and you
And our ro-man-ce...
poem by Theodora Onken
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