Just woke up like you do almost everyday, and looked over at the most beautiful person in the world, and suddenly felt really lucky and wanted to spend the rest of your life with them?
Doesnt it just fill your heart with a sense of prose
of poetry?
I write poetry all the time and so does my fiance.
but it is for us isnt it.
I have my favorites, but they are about painful regret more than happiness, maybe that is what makes the world go round huh.
I found someone that opened up all my windows and doors
let the sun shine into the darkness of my life
she waited till I trusted her, loved her and wanted more
she never asked me if I wanted a wife.
Now I find myself spending idle moments dreaming of her warm embrace
we walk the river while the snow begins to fall, her kisses and the snow melt on my face.