She wasn’t going to come

She knew he’d be there

The man that got down on one knee and asked

Her to be with him from now to eternity

After all those months had passed he looked the same

Intelligence and desire

Made of muscle and bone

The churn of her stomach

The fire upon her skin

The glimmer in his chestnut eyes

Still called to her soul.

After all those weeks

And all those days,

She remembered the late night chats that

Enthralled her brain

She still remembered the early mornings

He resided in her lavender field

Taking them to a land of serenity.

After all those hours,

She could still feel the trail his hands journeyed down her spine

After all those minutes,

The ghost of his kiss haunted her lips

After all this time

She wished she said yes

And not that

They needed space.

 

 

 

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