A Table for Two

A table for two, sun setting in the west,

Warm gentle breezes, and you as my guest. 

I’ll greet you with a smile, and pull back your chair,

I’ll gaze at you warmly, gentle wind in your hair.

I’ll pour you some wine, and hand you your glass,

We’ll sit quietly by; the moments slip past.

Another glass of bubbly, to help set the mood,

To ignite our anticipation, a subtle prelude.

My chair next to yours, we’ll sit hand in hand,

The sun on our faces, our feet in the sand.

I’ll lean next to you, my hand in your hair,

We’ll share a brief kiss, right then and right there.  

A warm balmy evening, romance in the air,

A couple of lovers, with nary a care.

I’ll pledge you my love, till my dying day,

At a table for two, on a beach far away.

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole