The sculpture of love. A story by Anna F

Educational centre. In lobby
When we met on the first day,
Focused on our talents and hobbies
We had much to show and to say.

We were talking, joking and laughing.
Even lying under the tree,
Looking up to the sky, counting
All the stars we could ever see!

It was marvelous thing that saved us
From all the gossip and jealousy.
We did not to care a cuss.
It was side-effect of love chemistry.

Then he made my bust from clay.
Before I left we didn't feel sorry.
"Be my girl. See you soon," he said.
So we sculptured our Love Story.


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