Love newly admired, freshly shown
something only for those used to
such an acquired taste;
hidden for months on end
slowly aging for the best effect
like that of a fine wine.

Just waiting for it's chance to
Shine.

A moment we've anticipated
enthusiastically, the way
shooting stars long for the rare
solar eclipse allowing them
a moment alone on
the brilliant stage.

The way people depend on a job's
wage.

Waiting as it seams we must
may seem slow and endless
though angels giggle
for they know what's in store
and daemons emanate rage
for even they cannot deny.

Somehow I feel pride that we'll see
the day we want to live as the sun
awaits Day to pass on loving blessings
to the future bride.

As ready as I am for our day
to meet, to be, to thrive,
so  I can call you mine
maybe we should put the bottle
back on the shelf to ensure
a beyond perfect
age.