Perfect Love

March 24, 2009
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You see his face inside your mind again,
your heart begins to beat like a bass drum.
His name written inside yours mind in pen,
when he’s around you feel like you could hum.

And then one day he comes up to your door
and asks if you can go out on Friday.
Your heart skips a beat and drops to the floor;
and yes is all that’s left for you to say.

When Friday comes up you go out to eat,
and after dinner you choose to dance.
you sway smoothly together on your feet,
and stare in his eyes like you’re in a trance.

And then one day he gets down on one knee
and asks the question, “Will You Marry Me?”

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