Four teen feet, two rail-road tracks
Two swing sets; wind to their backs
Fifteen years, autumn exposes
One big heart, a dozen roses

Three hundred thousand emergency mints
Four eyes locked; leafs golden tints
Trees strip naked; winter approaches,
One big heart, a dozen roses

Ten perfectly painted fingertips
One dark dress;plus gloves that fit
Two names across the star exposes,
One big heart, a dozen roses

Walk to the doorstep; eyes blueberry
On the 14th night of February
A long embrace, Eskimo noses
One big heart, a dozen roses