Imagining us together...
Holding hands and exchanging vows.
Kissing and consummating.
To passionately conceive.
And to birth a passion.
To raise it,
and love it,
and watch it grow.
For us as well...
To grow old,
and love one another all the same.
And in it's own time,
to die at your side.
But for all it's worth,
to live a life worth living,
with you.
Yes, indeed.
Imagining us together...
It does not scare me.
Not one bit.
Not when I look at you.
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
Imagining us together...
Holding hands and exchanging vows.
Kissing and consummating.
To passionately conceive.
And to birth a passion.
To raise it,
and love it,
and watch it grow.
For us as well...
To grow old,
and love one another all the same.
And in it's own time,
to die at your side.
But for all it's worth,
to live a life worth living,
with you.
Yes, indeed.
Imagining us together...
It does not scare me.
Not one bit.
Not when I look at you.
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