Sweet Love
Sweet kisses he steals,
under the midnight sun.
I see his love for me in his eyes.
The little things he does,
light up my day,
like when he kisses my nose.
He has my heart forever and always,
He is my high school sweetheart.
I will love him until the end of all days.
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