That I write yes I said I love you
That I write yes you said you loved me
That I write, yes once
We loved each other, now didn't we
I could write of meadow and machair
Of azure blue sea and golden sand
Of drinking cocktails under skies vermillion
I could write also, of that sultry night
When you asked me to shave you Brazilian
Of course in the search for truth and beauty
There is an opportunity to be more expansive
To write of skiing on a snow capped mountain
To write of white water rafting, and
Of dancing late, in the Trevi fountain
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