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Amy sighed, leaning into the Doctor.
"Happy?" he asked.
"Oh, yes." She laughed.
They were on their honeymoon in Venice in 1801.
"Oh, John," She said, using his other name so they wouldn't raise suspicion among the Venetians. "Being with you reminds me of something that my mother used to say to me." he tucked her raid hair behind her ear.
"She told you that you'd run away with you imaginary friend on the night before your wedding, travel through time and space and then marry a quirky alien?" he said.
Amy hit his arm lightly.
"No. She said, life is brief…fall in love; before the crimson bloom fades from your lips for there may be no tomorrow. Find a man who will take you and press your burning cheek to his because no one will come there. Like the gondola drifting on the waves, place your tender hand on his shoulder because no one will see you there." She smiled.
"It's funny." She said. "I can't remember the rest."
The Doctor smiled back at her. "Life is brief, Amy, create your life before your raven tresses fade…before the flames in your heart flicker and die." He kissed her sweetly. "For today will never return."
She nuzzled her head against his.
"I love you." She whispered, kissing him again.