One sweet hot summer day met Christine
we were in an adventurous mood, so keen
Went abroad, went beyond
felt supreme, felt so good and bold
the two of us smiling, foolin' around, blindfold
Smile was our motto
Hot lovers, eager to fly with a high vibrato
as if we've won the lotto
Went to Ireland, went to Prague, went to Scotland
went to islands, went to sandy beaches
went to castles, forests and lakes,
museums, gigs, theaters and many other shows
She was lovely, I was confident
All seemed great, but somewhere
in the middle of our destined life,
our hearts collided instead
Boom! ! !
(Dedicated to Christine)
Roger Bewman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/christine-3/
