*I saw you standing from afar,
Standing there beneath the stars.
Our eyes met I turned afraid,
Terrified you might walk this way.
I stood there silent beneath the moon.
As you walked toward me I nearly swooned.
You kissed my hand with your sweet, soft lips,
And caressed my face with your fingertips.
You smiled as I looked down and blushed.
I feared my brain would turn to mush.
You put your hand beneath my chin,
Lifted my head and grinned.
He asked, "Is this what it feels like?"
I asked him, "What?", with all my might.
"To be in love.", he replied.
I choked up and nearly cried.
He asked me where I'd been all his life,
And if I would become his wife.
I replied, "Yes!", and he spun me around.
I said, "My sweet darling, it is to you I'm bound."*
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 2:07 PM UTC
*I saw you standing from afar,
Standing there beneath the stars.
Our eyes met I turned afraid,
Terrified you might walk this way.
I stood there silent beneath the moon.
As you walked toward me I nearly swooned.
You kissed my hand with your sweet, soft lips,
And caressed my face with your fingertips.
You smiled as I looked down and blushed.
I feared my brain would turn to mush.
You put your hand beneath my chin,
Lifted my head and grinned.
He asked, "Is this what it feels like?"
I asked him, "What?", with all my might.
"To be in love.", he replied.
I choked up and nearly cried.
He asked me where I'd been all his life,
And if I would become his wife.
I replied, "Yes!", and he spun me around.
I said, "My sweet darling, it is to you I'm bound."*
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