They are a personal awakening
    like an old song from a time
  more intimate and meant to be--

Such devastating commitment,
    all embraces and soft sighs
  and half promises of forever;

A touch of breath, a gentle caress
    with nothing but a halo of content
  revealing both nothing and love--

Their affair leaves nothing to wonder
    no petty doubts, nor fear, nor lies,
  only a promise of always;

Some complete and happy union,
    leaving no worry of their loyalty,
  simple a dazzling eternal infinity;

There she remains, a bride of could-be
     across a chasm of my own device,
   a gentle beckon from her heart
to mine.