I oft would read avidly
Stories of love and romance at
Sea
Drink every line that poured
Of the pages so fluently
And dreamed that one day it would all
Happen to me...
A swashbuckling pirate would sail in
From our warm Caribbean sea
And fall in love with me madly and desperately
Or maybe I would be walking down the street
And a dozen roses would appear
Seemingly from nowhere
Proffered by the hand
Of a well dressed gentleman
Romance and passion,
Love untold
To last forever and a day...
Is better than gold
Hark now! A ship!
Sailing into port....
The name emblazoned on it's side?
Double M!!!
Standing at the stern
Feet astride
Her Captain poses
In his hands....
Ahh! A dozen, no, must be more
Red roses....
I see him, there, waving
At....
Oh no! It is me!
Goodness gracious!
Has my time come?
Is this the Lord of Romance
Come to sweep me of my feet?
I shall wait and see....
Wait gladly.