Love Contaza Poem
On one fine day, she came to me
She came to me in a dream that date
Later I met her, it was fate.
She was that I want to be
Within weeks she became my life
Months later she became my wife.
When I saw her, knew it was she
The day we met, we went for food
Seeing her there, lifted my mood.
There were many things that we agree
That we liked to drink red wine.
From that moment she would be mine.
From that date we became a we
For that date in late September
Is a date I will remember.
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