She loves me, she says,
like my wish has been granted.
Stunned; I stand,
this was not in any of my
contingency plans.
Mind-blowing joy!
With mental reserve
the Mind's
"How could this be so
damn sweet?"
But it is.
And though I have
a bag full of fears
they seem as small as insects
when I look in her eyes
at last.
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