Disclaimer- I do not own the BMFM, nor do I make any money off of my stories. The poem that Throttle reads for Carbine belongs to me, but the characters do not. Please forgive any errors that come up. Thank you.

 

For you my love

Racer © 2000 all rights reserved

 

Throttle and Carbine swayed back and forth to soft jazz music playing on the CD player. The mood was pleasant and romantic for the poem that he wrote for Carbine. As the music still played, He quoted his poem to her:

 

For you my love I would move mountains

You alone do I want to kiss and hold close

For you I would swim the deepest ocean

For you I would die. Forever will I love you.

Oh my beloved one. For you I would do anything you

Heart desires. I would climb the highest mountain for you.

And if the simplest thing of just holding you close, I would

Cradle you in my arms and let you know I love you.

You are my only true love. I love you always. My love.

 

Throttle held Carbine close to his and he could smell the essence of her perfume and creamy hair. Carbine snuggled into his warm/soft/strong arms. His smell was the smell of love for his wife. Throttle stroked her hair gently. The feel of her hair was soft and silkily. Carbine looked up at him and did not want this moment to end. It was so magical. Putting a gentle hand on his sweet face, She smiles lovingly then kissed him with love. "I love you." she said, looking deep within his eyes. "I love you too" he placed a lovely hand on her cheek. Carbine and Throttle danced to steady jazz music and held each other close as the magical night lived on.

 

The End