Mark Fargo
In a perfect worldthere would be you and methe right timethe right place
We come from different erasbut true love has no limitsnor have boundariesor a written script
Some would question our motiveswe’re certainly not the normwhat are the odds?what are the chances of success?
Our first embrace would belike the last piece of a puzzleperfectly fitting in placeour first kiss Bogart and Bacall
I just want you next to mein the morninglying in silencein that perfect moment