The Silver Screen Why can't love be the same as that upon the silver screen and in between each magic page of every novel that we read? Why can't it be the same shall we try to play their game? Just close your eyes and think of it, of what could be.......and what it is. If I could look at you just once and you could look at me.....By chance, could we see soft pastel lines, all harsh edges, in mist, refined. The heated passion in the night that lasts through to next days light. We'll take it from the movie show and see ourselves in loves soft glow. We could see ourselves running hand in hand then next moment, on the sand. Then touching in the fires glow making love .......ohhhh so slow. If I just once had the chance, I'd bring back all that lost romance. If we just once could play those scenes I'd bring out chapters from my dreams. I'd start of course with Juliet, and Romeo.... who could forget. I'd find the lady from the Nile and Mark, I think, is somewhere in file. The Genivive with Sir Lancelot somewhere they'd fit into this plot. All great love scenes ever played I'd put them into every page. Josephine, well she'd be there with Napoleon, no worse for wear, and even Micky Mouse would rate his affair with Minnie...is one on slate, together we could play the parts and for once.....from our hearts. If something could not be arranged I'm sure with ease it could be changed. But only once you understand can this game be on hand. We must return from where we came, I hope though not again......the same. We'll put back on the silver screen all those romantic golden magic dreams. Though it would be nice to have one chance to play out with you, our lost romance. � by Geni-inaBottle |
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