She smiled at him.
For the first time, him, her husband.
He looked deep into her eyes.
For the first time, him, her husband.
He looked deep into her eyes.
"My wife", he whispered, "I love you"
A shiver went up her spine.
Her soul held a breath.
He pulled her closer,
Guiding her to the centre.
All eyes on them.
One two and three,
Together they danced,
Mister and Missus.
For the very first time.
He held a hand, one to her hip,
Brushed her lips, small peck.
They turned and smiled to the faces.
He was hers.
She was his.
No comments:
Post a Comment