Forever New
A second first date
a telltale sign
that she’s the hill
my heart to climb
A third first date
the past a blur
my thoughts held captive
entrapped in her
A fourth first date
all time had stopped
her eyes enchanting
the mountain topped
A fifth first date
my world anew
her saving grace
— the words “I Do”
(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)
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