A boy and a girl were taking a stroll in the romantic twilight. They had begun to
and they seemed to see everything
.
The girl sighed contentedly, looking around at the garden and the handsome boy at her side. "Oh," she said, "This is
!"
"It certainly is," the boy agreed, squeezing her hand. "
," he coaxed, stopping beside a garden seat by the lakeside, "and let me show you the way that I feel." He paused and gestured towards the nearby lake. "And look," he exclaimed. "Can you see the
?"
"Oh, yes, aren't they lovely!" she said. They sat down, his arm around her waist, her head against his shoulder. "They make me think of
with strange sounding names," she went on dreamily.
He smiled. "We could go to
," he said, a gleam in his eyes. "They say it's 'right in the heart of Paradise.'"
She looked up at him, her
shining in the dusk. "That would be nice," she mused. "Do you think we'd see a
, maybe with a lady who brings him Spanish roses?"
"Maybe," he said, squeezing her. "I know I'd like to bring you
. They mean forever and ever. My love will always be true."
She reached up to clasp him around the neck. "But there's something I'd like even more right now," she whispered.
! Let your love surround me!"
He did. They kissed as evening faded into a
.
At last their lips parted and he whispered, "
..." "You know that
. The reason is, I love you so." He paused and looked at her anxiously in the dim starlight.
"I feel the same way," she murmured. She nestled her cheek against his shoulder.
. Say the words I so long to hear.""
He did.
The end
