I arrived at the Chateau to find my favorite chocolat in my room along with the very romantic Jeanne of Arc living magazine.
Inside the dome , a precious theatre wig sat proudly looking like you could put it on and be holding court like King Louis at Versaille,
a soft pink ribbon tucked into the shoe next to it saying Rose complete with the guilded tag attached,
I woke up to see terra cotta roof tiles with the newborn spring Normandy sun shining on them.
I love you ,I love you ,and I don't care who knows it ! Think buddy the elf screaming this and you get the picture. My love for you is now on the Internet for all to see. Moo moo mad cow moo moo love tartelette.