soft auburn hair
slight toss
flashing blue
grips me
forces me out of a daydream
and focuses me on the present
her presence
presenting perfection
for these eyes
for this man –
sheepishly reaching for physical contact
from an angel
I am met with acceptance
embraced and enamored
elevated to better than I was
simply be being with her
a part of each other –
joined in matrimonial union
each day is a greater version of the last
every morning
waking to the realization
that I am whole
complete
at peace
and happy –
her eyes follow me across the room and I am stricken
as she feels the same way
the perfection of the creative force driving the universe
works the same in my life
as in vast galaxies
everything
in perfect and divine order
all the time –