This sounds a lot more mature than most of your other love poems. Very nice job hun.
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Your choice of words - confined, occasional, caress, comfort, and ironic oxymorons are a delight to read. I like the incorporation of these dismal little centers of solitude.

"I'd never change a thing" is very sweet in its whole bout. But still ... the slight element of depression is warry and wise. Delicate and nicely arrayed to meter ... I love it.

Kudos to you!

5/5