Slow Down
Last night we took a drive.
We went out to the river.
We left all our troubles behind.
And you held me when I shivered.
We kissed in the car,
And you kept me real warm.
We went a little too far,
But we made it through the storm.
I loved every single minute.
And each wonderful hour that passed
Was great because you were in it.
But next time let's not go so fast.
This poem was written by Cel Laroque on Oct 29, 2006.
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