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Honey child, do you remember the aspen's shine.
The leaves like molten gold in the morn light.
Roses embroidering the garden wall.
A cuckoo warbling a lilting madrigal.
Blissful memories pour like sunshine.
Cupid's arrow binded your heart to mine.
The fragrance of first love filled my essence.
A sudden flame that enticed innocence.
The sweet jasmine intoxicating the air.
Jacaranda spread in mauve splendor.
Long walks under the night sky.
The path lit by shimmering fireflies.
The moon hung bright as a chandelier.
Beaming her sublime blessings on lovers.
A dreamy age of blissful enchantment.
Carefree life filled with contentment.
I didn't know what true love feels.
But I guess its what happens when our gazes meet.

prompt: first love