THE POEM IN THE LETTER
Rashel picked a letter up from right beside her pillow. It was where Quinn slept. He probably went with the guys today to get stuff for the football game. It was football Friday. She never liked football. But she read:
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Rashel my darling I went with the guys but I will be back soon. DON'T WORRY!
But I wrote you a poem and hear it is:
Hands so strong, yet so soft, a delicate touch
touch me, arouse the desire hidden deep within,
within my lonely soul, waiting for you to light the fire,
fire that smolders just beneath the surface of my skin.
Caresses sear feeling where there was none,
none until today when you reached out to fulfill,
fulfill the need to love you with abandonment once again,
again your hands created reality, a dream come true.
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She cried because she missed him. She loved him. Then she stopped and went down stairs to a voice she heard. It was his voice and everybody else's voice disapperd. They went for a walk in the garden. Then he turned to her and said ," Rashel Jordan I have a question."
She said ," Yes?". he said "Will yo marry me?".
She stopped in shock and then yelled YES!