Before I paste this one, I'll give a little background.
Being the social networking whore that I am, I'm on several sites including one called Netlog. Also being the nerd/loser that I sometimes am, I met an amazingly beautiful, witty, and very interesting girl named Liz. She went to school about 20 minutes or so away, and for three or four weeks, we tried to meet up somewhere and chill. Many things got in the way, and right before we were going to meet for sure, she told me that she had just gotten a boyfriend.
So here's to remembering wonderful times of courtship and flirtation.
A Bouquet of Word
You look quite lovely this fine October day
And I just might be so very bold to say
That all things good your face does portray
Such beauty as shown when the trees sway
And that same shown when kind creatures play
When we speak, no troubles on my heart weigh
But I will admit it sometimes does go astray
Leaping to you without the slightest delay
Hoping you will accept it in a favorable way
I can only hope that we will not grow passé
And that the memories of good times do not decay
But now I will attempt to keep my tongue at bay
And settle for handing you these words in a bouquet
