My Dream Date...
Reading some poetry we've both written outloud to Mascagni's Cavalleria Rusticana Intermezzo by some lake side, and then some boating. Finally resting in some long grass with greensleeves looking up at the sky. Drinking from each other's eyes, a kiss, a song. Then in the afternoon some earl grey tea with the sun bright in a plant filled room. The night spent dancing under the stars to Andrew Lloyd Webber's lovely melodies. |