Once upon a new year’s night,
I met the mirror of my smile.
And when I locked eyes with hers,
I was happy for a while.
Chemistry is something special
and oddly wholly pure.
It’s incredible how such little interaction
can harbor such allure.
I admit it,
as surely not a liar,
something special burned
under those colored works of fire.
And in those beats of music
there was a stinging sadness.
A few moments reverberated
a ringing golden gladness.
Feeling is beyond knowing;
she can make me feel this way!
There will be another lass
on another happy day.
Beautiful women exist in flocks
feeding on the fools;
precious few see us
as more than able tools.
She captures photos and moments in time,
and the ones we shared are also: mine.
The more I love, the more I can.
Thank you Ramona, may you find a happy man.
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