A poem about finding love again. It is not the type of love you are used to, but you are cautiously enjoying it.
Your words are so sincere
And yet you tell me exactly what I want to hear
This is new, this is strange, this is wonderful
It is becoming something so beautiful
We are moving slow, taking it easy
It is not what we are used to, it is all a bit hazy
But as time passes, my feelings for you grow
You were there to pick up from somewhere so low
And every moment we spend together I cannot help but thank you
What is coming, what is happening, it is special, and it is new
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