Sunrise smiled at me this morning--
Seconds, minutes, hours, clock alarming--
Park walking, hand holding, silly laughter--
Love is real now, here, and when after--
Mistletoe, lips to make kiss--
Eye to eye, two make a wish--
Gentle and soft as a white dove--
Tonight, she'll think I invented love.
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