Thirteen Months

our eyes meet.
a smile is shared.
from this point on
in love, we are ensnared.

it wasn't just at a sight
and such time it took
to be where we are now -
The Past. Back then - we are to look.

We were friends, the best of one another.
But still, we are, and much more.
I do not need to find more definition
for Love - to which I dedicate

- these thirteen lines for our thirteen months.

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A rose, a movie and Bellini's..

Happy Monthsary.

The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of.
-Pascal