Hmmm...what am I forgetting? I have traipsed through Andean Hills with Brenda the Beloved...shared threads of love lyrics with Mel..
Ahhh...yes! Jell!
Here we go...
JillianMy lovely friendIt seems we have come to an endTime for us to go our separate waysSuch a melancholy my heart feelsI can't believe it's realOur Countdown to Never againEnds...NewYear'sDayChristmas nightMoonlightIn VermontYou the Lovely MaidenI, the Bon VivantA sleigh ride at Stowhof'sRiding the ski loft above the treesClasping your handTenderlyDecember 26thA travel dayFirst class window seatsMournfully watching as KillingtonFades silently awayThe Steward asksWhat will I be drinkingI smile and can't help thinkingI've already imbibedIn a decanter of JillDecember 27thThe Boathouse in Central ParkBack in the Big AppleTaking a bite of its vibrant heartLaughing merrilyAs champagne bubbles tickle your noseSeduced by the formal gardensAnd the skyscrapers in a blissful reposeDecember 28thBrunch at Tavern on the GreenHobnobing with the beautiful peopleSampling the lush cuisineI brush a solitary tearFrom your beautiful eyeAttempt to distract you by sayingThe stuffed French ToastYou must tryAnd You smileQuietly you reminisceOn a last longing of a kissDecember 29thA quiet dinner withFamily and friendsThe small talk rather strainedBy the painOf once inseperable lovers In the midst of a Countdown to the EndOh how we travelled Avenues few would dareWith only our loveAnd an attiude of Devil may careDecember 30thA quiet apprehesionIn my solitudePacking my belongingsAs heartbreak vies for my attentionHearing you quietly sobbingAs you speak to friendsEveryone in a sate of dismayAs a one of a kind love affairComes to an endDecember 31stArriving at the hotelListening to the band rehearseTerrance BlanchardPlays on his trumpetAuld Lang SyneShould all aquaintance be forgotAnd never brought to mindOne last hurried trystIn the shower mistFor though we must partYou remain hard to resistOn the cusp of midnightHolding you tightInhaling the soundsThe sightsTears I refuse to fightTwo loversOnce a pairSilently from the window we stareAs the colorful ball dropsIn Olde Times SquareAlas, my lovely JillianWe are at the endFor the New year concludesOur CountdownTo Never.....Again

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