The plan was perfect.The trap was set. A beautiful mountain hike. A picnic by a shallow cliff over the ocean, where they’d shared their first kiss. A bottle of his favourite wine. The ring.And it was a Leap Year: lady’s choice. She could propose and he’d...
Moonlit waves caressed the sand.She touched him with a delicate hand. She nestled up and pulled him near. What would unfold was perfectly clear. Afterward not a word was spoken. The perfect silence was never broken. They lay never more than an inch apart....
I can’t describe the feelingOf being number oneI wasn’t there - quite long enoughTo realize the funI’ve tried to play it cool beforeAnd tried to be myselfBut every time - I find that I’veBeen placed upon some shelfI wasn’t played nor led uponI wasn’t push...
