Paradise
July 30th 2008 23:41
Paradise, not Kugelhopf, this year,
At Monarch, St Kilda; wonderful jazz
Still playing, relaxing thoughts,
And you, my dear, with your red coat,
On a lazy love song, hot,
The way our holiday should be
What we wanted, my love,
On a warm winter’s way,
Holding your hand, closely,
Not only for the smell of coffee
But for the taste of Paradise.
At Monarch, St Kilda; wonderful jazz
Still playing, relaxing thoughts,
And you, my dear, with your red coat,
On a lazy love song, hot,
The way our holiday should be
What we wanted, my love,
On a warm winter’s way,
Holding your hand, closely,
Not only for the smell of coffee
But for the taste of Paradise.
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