Caught
I wanted
Fireworks
Chemistry
And romance
But you caught me
With your quiet love
and gentle soul
Fireworks
Chemistry
And romance
But you caught me
With your quiet love
and gentle soul
Beginning
There’s
A slow
And steady
Warming
Of hearts
There’s
A slow
And steady
Forming
Dreams
A quietly
Growing
Comfort
Of companions
A subtle joy
Of newness
On the pathway
To beginning.
This must
Be
How
Love
Grows.
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