58. Celebration (B)


Maria: Oh my god! Look at all these flowers!
Mike: Who in the right mind breaks into somebody's home just to leaves dozens of flowers all around?
Maria: You are such a kidder you know that.
Mike: I didn't do this.
Maria: Then why does this letter contain a love poem signed with your name?
Mike: Read it! I wrote it myself. It took me a good while to come up with the right rhymes.
Maria: My love is like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June. My love is like a melody, that's sweetly played in tune. My love for you will never die, just like the stars above, it will stay alive. I am forever yours and you are forever mines, and so it'll be until the ends of times.
Mike: What do you think? Did you like it?

Maria: I can't believe you wrote this for me.
Mike: I swear it's my original poem.
Maria: No, I mean the act of writing a poem. You're so romantic.
Mike: I hope this wasn't all too much.
Maria: No, it's perfect. I'm absolutely speechless.
Mike: There's one more thing I want to surprise you with.
Maria: Another one? I don't know if my heart could take it.
Mike: In that case, I'll save it for another day.
Maria: No, now I have to hear it!
Mike: Alright. Maria, my love, my one and only, let's get married.
Maria: Are you serious?
Mike: What do you say?
Maria: I say yes! Yes a thousands times!


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