All our moments grew from just the one,
a solitary portion of an hour--
but, oh my love, this moment was the sun
that gave its light to grow this lovely flower.
A single step in time’s immortal flight,
I paused to shake the roses free of dew,
to watch the moon ascend majestic night
and, in that moment, fell in love with you.
In such a moment miracles occur
when love’s a rose whose fragrance fills the air,
when past recalls how beautiful you were
and present how beloved. Then and there
I chose to give my heart, to stop pretending,
to live within this moment, never ending.
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