Short ride in a fast machine,
put my loving arm around you,
driving you when I was green
from green pastures where I found you.
Journey longer than I thought,
horses pulled by Cupid’s cart,
cutting corners, overwrought,
in a short cut to my heart.
That’s what made this Adam Adam,
journey to the unexpected,
turning you from Miss to Madam,
overdriven and connected.
12/5/05
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Wow! who did you fall under the bonnet for then? Nice work, still got it in you then? Just jesting. 10 from Tai Madam