who hearts the one is only you
know I mean every word I say
would if could and I can thank
mutual good fortune smile on
day forty-three plan temperate
February passing kisses in the
kitchen something tasty comes
more than literate nourishment
who thanks the heart real me
discovered within a wounded
stone healed with a squeeze
feel the beneficial molecules
flowing year long into dreams
awake on time if close enough
to know the welcome presence
every day another way to love
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