Warm & Fuzzy Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

Warm & fuzzy is how I felt that wondrous night.
As the stars sang out, like a choir, a tuned-in satellite
A born-again phoenix, I am reborn in your eyes.
Every molecule in the universe is catalysed for you.
How I feel when I look transfixed in your opal eyes
Warm & fuzzy is how I felt in that moonlit dark.
Let the neighbour's dog bark; my heart's a meadowlark.
My soul, for the first time, feels rich; I'm an oligarch.