Parisienne Walkways - Gary Moore

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyTHJ40pasM

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Yikes! I couldn't survive at that temperature. My thermostat is set at 72 and even then I have to wear layers.

et maintenant qu'est-ce qu'on fait?

People who lie about their marital status shouldn't use social networking sites.

Suzanne

no, you can't bring a map.

Spekerboy

No, you can't bring your GPS

Ice

Yes, you can bring a 50Cent CD

Ice38

Yes, you can bring a sexy shirtless fireman.

(As long as you can bring one for me too. LOL)

Spekerboy

yes, you can bring your company trailer.

Spekerboy

No, you can't bring your boots.

Spekerboy

No, you can't bring a pencil

Spekerboy

No, you can't bring a pen.

Spekerboy

Yes, you can bring the company truck.

Ice38

Yes, you can bring a stuffed Barney.

spekerboy

Yes, you can bring your company shirt.

Nice.

Well, you're partly right. 'I can't live' is a song written by Harry Nilsson.

The poem itself was written by me and inspired by my memories. 'I can't live' was the first song my husband and I ever danced to, so has a very special meaning to me.

I can’t live (if living is without you)

A glimpse across a crowded room;
That moment, to be carved in history,
when two sets of eyes meet
for the first time.
A bond is borne;
an all-consuming affinity
that will have no end.
The connection is forged;
Undeniable, unavoidable, inescapable.
Driven by an energy
of which only we two are aware,
you make your way towards me.

‘I can’t live, if living is without you.
I can’t live, I can’t give any more.’

Hallowe’en pumpkins, ghosts and witches
fade into the background;
blotted out by a fog of our own creation
as we concentrate solely on each other.
Our eyes finally lock.
Mesmerized. Captivated. Lost in the depths.
The air is thin now, heady, intoxicating;
as we slowly start to dance,
touching for the first time.
Our hearts twin conspirators,
both knowing that each has found its home.
The feint strains of the Nilsson song muffled,
Drowned out by the cadence of our pulses

‘I can’t live, if living is without you.
I can’t live, I can’t give any more.’

OK, here's another hint:

Keep the description of what you want to bring short.

Don't ask if you can bring 'your pink fuzzy slippers with the blue reindeer', ask if you can bring 'shoes'.

You are never going to see a pattern forming with lengthy descriptions of what you want to bring.

Spekerboy

Yes you can bring a mower.