Whispers of a Christmas vow
On a cold winter's eve, in the sparkling stones
A love was born, under the magic of the night.
The first time the gleaming friends met, hearts swayed,
Marking a new beginning, in the warmth of cookies and Christmas.
Handwritten words, soft as that dream,
Where we shared glances secretly, in a gleam.
Coffee brewed with the gentle grace,
In your eyes I could find the love like snowflakes.
Under the star, we stood so close,
A love like fate, nobody knows.
Probably a love that was destined,
Twined, intertwined forever and ever, yours and mine.
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