Love Reality Poem by Tony Berndtsson

We passed the windmill
But we were not there
We took a nap on the hill
But no one could tell where

They call it daft
I say it is really romantic
I shivered with joy when you laughed
You make me fly over the atlantic

We strolled down the lane
But we left nothing there
We even ran through rain
We knew we could go anywhere

Indeed, there is a huge gap
We have both felt it
It is impossible to miss on a map
Now, watch us belt it


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