A question of Romance
Leah asked this question on her wall on Facebook:
"What's the most romantic thing that anyone has ever done for or with you?"
and I read this as one of her answers from Marcus. Blush.
For romance that can’t be topped
I know the woman that can’t be stopped
I had a fortieth birthday that
began with the gift of a great top hat
But we didn’t tarry and stroke it’s cloth
I really needed to show it off
We needed a place to saunter about
Without the company of bogan or lout
The ballet was the place to be
Drinking champagne in polite company
Perceiving beauty in sinuous forms
We’d already exceeded the romantic norms
We really were an incredible sight
But it was just a whetting of our appetites
For what followed next I am shy to relate
But it involved placing things in my mouth from a plate
Japanese treats are sublime and uplifting
Hot sake sent my sobriety shifting
Iam had sent me into dream land
As after dinner we went hand in hand
And drove to a place in a mountainous realm
The night was a ship and she had the helm
But the ship turned into kind of a tub
Where you sit in hot water and get a neck rub
And stare through the night at the lights of the city
And drink more champagne and say things that are witty
The knowledge of what happened next is restricted
If I said it from facebook I would be evicted
More politely put, after a night of romance
We awoke to watch the cockatoos dance
The night I had is without equal
In future I’ll strive to give Iam it’s sequel
"What's the most romantic thing that anyone has ever done for or with you?"
and I read this as one of her answers from Marcus. Blush.
For romance that can’t be topped
I know the woman that can’t be stopped
I had a fortieth birthday that
began with the gift of a great top hat
But we didn’t tarry and stroke it’s cloth
I really needed to show it off
We needed a place to saunter about
Without the company of bogan or lout
The ballet was the place to be
Drinking champagne in polite company
Perceiving beauty in sinuous forms
We’d already exceeded the romantic norms
We really were an incredible sight
But it was just a whetting of our appetites
For what followed next I am shy to relate
But it involved placing things in my mouth from a plate
Japanese treats are sublime and uplifting
Hot sake sent my sobriety shifting
Iam had sent me into dream land
As after dinner we went hand in hand
And drove to a place in a mountainous realm
The night was a ship and she had the helm
But the ship turned into kind of a tub
Where you sit in hot water and get a neck rub
And stare through the night at the lights of the city
And drink more champagne and say things that are witty
The knowledge of what happened next is restricted
If I said it from facebook I would be evicted
More politely put, after a night of romance
We awoke to watch the cockatoos dance
The night I had is without equal
In future I’ll strive to give Iam it’s sequel