OUR LOVE WAS LIKE A ROARING FIRE.

Lewiston / Auburn, Maine Newspaper Rebuttal

Let us sit in each other arms; amongst a forest with lake; by a roaring fire listening to and watching the embers float above us; as if they were the accumulative years of love gone by.

And, listening to the water gently maneuver to touch our face and the shore; as if our hearts beat were in rhythm of the waves of so many years gone by.

Let us count; the years of our love in the stars above while embraced; in the warmth of the fire and the summer night.

Then, with volume murmured chatter and crackling fires heat; fall to sleep in peace, waiting for another day; to kindle our love; in the lakes crystal clear waters; while awaiting the warmth and love of the day; on a kiss.

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