The first handshake
A la soft warm cake
Still warms my skin
With a naughty grin
Your every verse
Pensive and terse
I read and reflect
Admire and respect
Your heart to win
A chat I begin
On a midwinter night
With a face bright
Then I see you
Your soft hue
Your subtle humor
The hidden amour
Your genuine concern
I slowly learn
Sense of justice
I begin to notice
Your creativity
Skill, brevity
Your frequency
Now I see
Your views
Your cues
Attract me
Repel me
To my mirth
A secret you unearth
Making my smile
Go a mile
For two long hours
Showers of flowers
Some serious talk
Dreams we unlock
Your sandy feet
Your every tweet
I now visit everyday
Follow and survey
When you connect
You I select
Ponder for a while
Hesitant to beguile
But thoughts defy
To you they fly
Hands obey
And say “Hey!”
All I ask
For in it I bask
Is your reply
Sweetie pie!
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