The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Oct 4, 2007
The Lovers - Part II
Once again, the lovers meet;
Hiding in the dark.
Cuddling close upon the seat
In the middle of the park.
Again, as they softly kiss,
Their fingers fumble blindly.
For this is a moment of true bliss,
The fates look on them kindly.
He utters his devotion,
She is so pleased to hear.
To her he begins to motion
That she should move near.
No! There is a light!
Close to where they're seated.
Gravel crunches in the night,
Their ardour again defeated!
