When I first observed the rare glass like shimmer in your eyes, I was unaware that in a few months I would look into those very eyes and fantasize on how they'd look in the morning when the only thing you'd view was my messy hair.

When I first observed the rare pink your lips carried, I was unaware that in a few months I'd kiss them and I'd taste the deviness of the creator , unaware that I would like that flavor to fuel my everyday for the rest of my life

When I first observed the rare combination of lines on your palms, I was unaware that in a few months I would envision paint in the incisions , paint from our new apartment.

When I first observed you
I was unaware that in a few months
I would begin to see the rest of my breathing days