Merciless winter mornings spent on the grass
Hiding behind the comfort of teenage ecstasy
Waiting for warmth and the winds to pass,
We did not love mildly, nor were we untamed
A little bit like two tenacious rivers
I recall that bench where our love got named,
A touch that sent shivers down my nape
And those eyes which promised so much
Have cascaded into dreams slowly taking shape,
I will not promise you of the moon and the stars
I hope I can instead look you in the eye
A lifetime of joy and delight which we call ours,
There are no fortunes to be told, although
I love you more than words can say
If I could tell you I would let you know,
Much like the tiny shards of autumn rain
I’m a drop in the ocean trying to touch the sky
Only to gently fall back into it again.

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