Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 8, 2005 2:32:39 GMT
A large room filled with candles and flowers. At the end of the room is a huge painting of a woman and a man.
The painting:
Below the it reads the galaxies most loved couple. They were always happy and full of joy. The right below that is a poem it reads:
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
The painting:
Below the it reads the galaxies most loved couple. They were always happy and full of joy. The right below that is a poem it reads:
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
