The Proposal

On cold winter nights,
On your nose the wind bites.
Warm by the fire,
Feelings of desire.

Romantic music and candlelight,
A beautiful setting that feels so right.
The feelings are clear;
His love is sincere.

A moment of cheer,
Forever he wants her near.
He gets down on one knee;
He asks, “Will you marry me”?

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