An Old Sintatra SongA Poem by BrittenyAs the time proves right Hold her in your arms tonight Mr. Sinatra once said His face turns cherry red As he takes her hand But she cna understand For she's just as backward Utter silance can be heard They feel as if they only exist Others gone in a hazy mist As they swhirl just so He's happy he gave this a go Old Hollywood romance From Jitterbug to slow dance People come to wonder How two could be so under Old black magic's spell It's love potion number nine as well That leaves them on clouds Voices hushed no longer loud As the music plays on A small kiss he places upon Her tender cheek As the band concludes it's peak And heads towards a soft end The couple no need to pretend That they love each other emensely True love obvious and srong hence Ends my old hollywood tale Of how love is shy but never fails © 2008 BrittenyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 20, 2008 AuthorBrittenynever ending winter and snow....middle of blizzard nowwhere, OHAboutMy name is Britteny I am 35 years wise. I have been a member of Writer's Cafe for somewhere around 17 odd years now. I am occasionally create new pieces or get around to entering some scribbles from .. more..Writing
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