This is just a poem that I wrote, and I thought it would be appropriate.
by
Rebecca
(Unicorngirl59470@aol.com)
Max ran up the stairs right away to Fran's room. He opened the door to find her just sitting on her bed, staring at nothing. Max walked over to her right away and kissed her. It was a sweet, sensual, and passionate kiss all in one.
As they broke apart he had tears in his eyes. "Fran, I love you to the very soul."
"I love you too, Max! Always." she said with a bright smile on her face.
Then they went to Max's room talking and lying in bed. Kissing from time to time, but fell asleep cuddled together. But what was really mesmerizing was that they looked like a sculpture in color 'molded together .'
The End
