Ode to The Sweet One

That kiss, that smile, that explosion that

Brilliance cutting through a grey dreary

Afternoon that I thought would never end until

You came unexpectedly to the door and rang.

No television, no novel, no violence-stained

Videogame.

Those lips, those eyelashes, the cheekbones that

Sit at the top of your body and never fail to raise my

Temperature, to quicken the pace of the blood flow

In my veins.

Do you understand this passion? Have I told you

Often enough how much I love you and what that

Means to me?

[Speaking of getting married…]