Words whispering unto the sweet silence.

A shared glance as cells and genomes transpire and activate this beeting mortal chest.

Romance fills the air.
Your smell, like ambrosia; the scent to me.

I look to life once more.
Your sun beems in through the clouds.

Starring into each others eyes as I hold your hand close to me to know I'm not dreaming.

To savor and indulge these moments in deepest mellow pastures.

Speak not lest we spoil the serenity that still quells the doubt and uncertainty.

My mind wells with strong thoughts as our hearts thunder however rest assured and worry not because I love you.