I met you in a swirling crowd,
the sonata of a rumbling restaurant
the harmony for our first dance.
You took my hand in yours and
whisked me away to a dream
coming true.
We floated through seasons,
time and space. Whirling snowflakes
and blossoming flowers converged in
a fairytale love. Whispers of
perfection enveloped us.
You led me to a world I
had only dreamed to know. An
essence of emotion my heart yearned
for finally bloomed in effervescing
fervor.
When I first took your hand, I
knew you would never let go.
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