Love's Delight
I brushed her hand in movie light—
Her fingers opened, clutching tight;
My heart soared high ‘til end of show,
I pulsed with joy, so long ago …
I roused this dawn and touched that hand,
Discerned its convex wedding band
And, as blush sunbeams ended night,
I warmed once more with love’s delight.
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