A scene for romance, a bottle of wine,
Ripe olives, some pasta, any kind of dance
Takes me back to long ago days of my youth,
When as a young girl, I dreamed of romance,
Finding it first between the pages of a book.
It’s midnight, a taste of desire like fine wine, ah....
His clean shaven face, his gentle ways, his embrace
Sitting closely together in the gondola...who knew
A fire could be kindled without striking a match
Or or that passion could burn so intensely?
Dim the damn lights, damn the romantic nights~
I sit here perusing one novel after another, the chill
Of this lonely night, has me obsessed, has me
Longing for yet another chapter of ecstasy, a few
moments more, before I come to the last page.
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