Dressed in scarlet, she outshines the evening sun.
Her charm more giddying than the drink infront of me.
Her eyes more beautiful than the stars as we walk home.
The kiss as we part, full of more heat than the dying embers of the fireplace.
In her arms, the universe is complete
My heart finds it's beat.
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