Ashleigh Reads Books Reading is my first love, writing my second. Here I combine the two.

Standing hand in hand with my one true love,

Happy in this park, for once a land is ours and ours alone

Until a glance into the horizon spoils our hopes;

A tempest storm gushing frantically toward us both.

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Heads are bent – we are forced to flee

Separated as the ferocious wind reached a fever

pitch. Wouldst the gods to leave us be!

For one romantic day alone is all we ask. Forever

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We are being interrupted by this

and that, if not a storm some other disaster.

Hand in hand we long to stand alone

And yet together. Filled with a sudden laughter,

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Amused by the ridiculousness of the situation.

We are together, just rarely to be alone

For sure I am no fair Juliet nor is he my Romeo.

We jump in the car and head for home.

Written by Ash Oldfield