Hands clasped after years of adventures
shared. I could almost see you and me  
back under the canopy trees. I wonder if you
remember now that moment I was yours.

I could feel the itch to run to you
as the clock scratched seconds into silence.
I smiled at the idea of waiting to be with you
and the adventures we would share.

One would think I would have
been use to you by then, but I could
never tire of poking jokes, and flirt fights
that we shared. I longed to see you there.

At the end of petals and church aisle, I found
the clock stop. My breathing fade as
your eyes meet mine. You reached for me
under a canopy of trees. I didn’t wonder

then what you thought, because I saw
it in your eyes. They swelled
over with love and life,
as you ask me to be your wife.