She remembers the first spark,
Eyes meeting, hearts in the dark.
A laugh, a touch, a stolen glance,
The start of everything, the first dance.
Memories linger like firelight,
Soft and warm in the quiet night.
Love that grows, that holds, that stays—
A heartbeat echoing through all our days.
Written By: Alex Garvin (Fireplace-Poetry)
FIREPLACE POETRY 
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