What song do I play? What poem do I choose? And what words do I whisper in your ear to even come close to expressing my love I hold for you?
Am I lucky to have known of such love or cursed to fear I might loose it?
I have dreamt many nights of a life fully lived together in perfection but could it be it’s only signs of things to come, can it be? Such bliss in unison is surly some cosmic illegality, yet I dare defy it.