A single drop of your blood fell on my hand
You pricked your finger picking that red rose
You loved so much
A tear of mine joined it
We ran through the garden down to the stream
We bathed our hands in the cool water
And swore an oath we would wed one day
Like innocent children feeling their first crush
Then you went away
I dreamed of riding to you on a snow white horse
Sweeping you off your feet
On we would go the summer sun on our backs
Fresh air in our lungs
And you in my arms
For all to see
Just you and me
No reproduction without permission Copyright Tina Avis 2008
You pricked your finger picking that red rose
You loved so much
A tear of mine joined it
We ran through the garden down to the stream
We bathed our hands in the cool water
And swore an oath we would wed one day
Like innocent children feeling their first crush
Then you went away
I dreamed of riding to you on a snow white horse
Sweeping you off your feet
On we would go the summer sun on our backs
Fresh air in our lungs
And you in my arms
For all to see
Just you and me
No reproduction without permission Copyright Tina Avis 2008
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