french fries

In a diner bright with laughter's glow,  
Two souls sit close, where warm winds blow.  
With plates piled high and smiles in the air,  
A simple moment, with love to share.  

Hearts entwined over fries that gleam,  
You give them yours, it's a sweet dream.  
No need to ask, no thoughts of trade,  
Just joy in sharing—love’s soft cascade.  

Each crispy bite, a gesture true,  
A silent promise in all that you do.  
So, here’s to love, in the smallest ways,  
Found in shared fries on sunny days.