Orient Express:

We hear the engine whistle The hissing of the steam The hairs on our necks begin to bristle As we meet the arrival of a dream We didn't think we had a chance of winning Entering just for fun I guess but thanks to simple poem we are grinning As we board the Orient express. London to Paris, what a dream come true I never dreamed the sparks would fly between us two The fireman stokes the boiler; and releases a jet of steam The guard collects our tickets and we begin our dream Days and nights together on this magnificent train Travel through beautiful places, seeing new terrain Enthralled at the elegance and beauty of the carriage Will our trip together end up with our marriage Looking so handsome in your new dinner jacket Glad you won this holiday; it must have cost a packet The ambiance of the surroundings is utter bliss We seal our relationship with a tender kiss Holding hands so gently we share a vintage wine Sitting in the Pullman coach you rest your head on mine Velvet blue sky and shining stars start to cast their spell The romantic seine has such stories to tell. In Paris we visit the galleries of fine art Holding your hand I realise you have captured my heart We pass through the Arc De Triomphe and climb the Eiffel Tower Now I surrender to your feminine power Retire with me to the Napoleon suite Sharing in the splendour of this romantic treat Promise to be my Mam'selle Josephine Or expose my heart to Madame Guillotine You look so beautiful and smell divine I kiss your lips, They taste of fine wine We are lost in the flames of passions fire As we quench the thirst of true loves desire Our bodies rise and fall as we entwine Oh I’m so glad that you are mine All those feelings denied and for so long suppressed Come to the fore aboard the Orient express. Passion abates we are wrapped in each other’s arms Darren wants more so I succumb to his great charms Our fire ignites with desire and great passion Hour upon hour – this man I can’t ration Finally we reach the end of the line Our love making session has been so divine Arm in arm we head out of the carriage door So hopelessly in love – who could ask for more Written By Jan Allison & Darren Watson 15th April 2014