Romance is a thing of the past, some women say,
No more calling to say "I Love you" and how is your day?
A note hidden for your lover to find,
A hint to let them know that you are on their mind.
Walking and holding hands under the moonlit sky,
Receiving flowers and candy and not wondering why.
A kiss on my neck, as I stand at the kitchen sink,
This might lead to good loving one might think.
A sensual card for only your eyes to see,
Wanting you to get home just to hold and kiss me.
Rose petals spread all over the bed,
Saying sensual things, that are playing in my head.
I call and leave you a sexy message on your phone,
Letting you know I can't wait to get you all alone.
The soft jazz is playing, and we began to dance,
A perfect evening filled with love and "Romance".
Written: January 2006
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