Teenage love poems

Spring comes with the sun
cold winds there are none
"man of my heart" - he's the one.

I gazed at him once
I gazed at him twice
this was the start of paradise.

He gazed back at me
he gazed lovingly
I heard the notes of a symphony.

We gazed at each other
and our daydreams took flight
beautiful wedding of white.

Spring comes with the sun
cold winds there are none
"man of my heart" - you're the one.