Boston

This time you become my home, my sweet bea

my sense of warmth, coziness and safety,

and someone to figure out how to remove a key;

Ice skating, bowling, mini golf and an arcade

like something out of a christmas movie Hallmark made;

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I begin to ask ~ am I in love?

Will you be offended if I confess?

Questions that haunted me back then,

though now I can be certain when,

I accept my feelings towards you;

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I cannot define what love is,

but the feeling I get when I think of you,

I feel love and I feel loved;

If only I could have said this looking into those eyes shimmering & sparkly

I love you, my beautiful honey Bea;