On middle spring mornings
I'd go to the village market
and there she would be
selling nutmeg in May

I'd go to her counter and stutter then buy a jar
her smile would be as warm as summer sunshine
every time I would wither so near her
never knew one day she'd be mine

That May evening when she closed her stool
I went over to her and gave her my all
showing all I had written for her
and never left her, for I thought it uncool

She just giggled and with eyes smiling of emerald green
told me for two years she had been watching me
but she'd never had the courage to ask me for a date
yet kindness had drawn us together, she called it fate

From that day till now we have been best friends
and the love for each other will never end
now we both stand proud together,hand in hand
selling our nutmeg in May on her stand

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
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