By a Walk in the Park

It happened in a cold November Saturday afternoon,

under remarkable blue a sky,

like many others the autumn had unfolded that year.

You were dressed by a dark coat and a golden smile,

saying some words I had never listened to: I love you.

Surprised, seduced, unvoiced,

you heard my silence as consent,

and now we know that those words have christened

and blessed forever sheer and blissful coming days.

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