She softly stood near a mangrove bush

My heart blazed as we talked

She turned me to a pile of mush

As I held her hand then we walked.

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Her hazel eyes were warm to me

Each time I happened to catch her gaze

I felt the best for being just me

As her charms touched me in many ways.

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I stood on the side of traffic

Walking, just to keep her safe

Our mutual attraction, quite prolific

Which was not done in haste.

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Checking out the galleries

All nearby Laguna Beach

Not worried much about calories

As we dined at the cliff side’s reach.

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The meal was done

All we could handle

For more fun

We shopped for candles.

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Bee’s wax formed

And lovely scents

Earlier poured

And cooled by vents.

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The store keeper and I

Shared our crafts

Upon which candle makers rely

And other facts.

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Later as it had gotten dark

We journeyed back up the hill

To where we’d left my red car parked

And further adventures await us still…

-aaa