Within the
pages and
words of
the books
of our
lives,

our days
are marked
in it's
creases,
and
puppy ear
tagged
pages,

I live

between
the deep
breaths of
your soul,

and the
gentle
touch
of your
lips upon
mine.

when
we first
awake.

and then
every
morning
I remember.

the God
send
memory of
a wink
of an
eye,

from so
many
magical
nights ago.

when you
simply said

"yes you
will be
my wife...)