Love Poem: Chance Meetings
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Written by: Andres Luis Bigote

Chance Meetings

I'd marry you tomorrow 
If I could, my dear
The only reason not today is 'cause 
Today's already here

Twenty four short hours
Is more than time enough
To put it all together
The small details and such

I'd buy two airline tickets
To somewhere far away
Care not for the timeline
Just plan a lengthy stay

We'll lodge romantic style
In quaint, idyllic suites
At placid, tranquil places
Where music fills the streets

First night we'll hear Tchaikovsky
The Nutcracker's in town
Let's share a clove before we go
And let the world go 'round

As long as you're my sweetheart
You're all my heart's eyes view
So go ahead now, you lay back
I know just what to do