Friday, February 28, 2014

Me and You

We walked in
To the Smuggler's Bar
At Jamaica Inn
We had driven quite far
That cold, gray January day
It was nice to escape the rain
I ate my first Cornish pasty
As we waited for the deluge to wane

We sat by the window
Looking into each other's eyes
As the room dimmed
And faded from view
All I saw was blue
And I knew
It will always be
Me and you

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