Romantic gestures
of candy and poems,
cannot be measured . . .
like calls on the phone.
Starlight and candles,
sweet wine and roses . . .
holding 'love handles'
in pictures of poses.
Words of love linger
on lips soft and kind . . .
feel not a stinger
in the back of the mind.
Dreams of tomorrow,
days drift away . . .
no heart aches or sorrow
as we live for today.
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