glory to us

fate has been cruel to me

to wake me from my slumber

and knock down my wall

to let you in

i could have sworn it was a dream

until your ample hands traced my

imperfections to its glory

for the first time,

it felt right

it felt perfect

oh! how i wish to let you know of this

stardust sprinkled at the sight of our

blossoming love

as your lips succulently caressed mine

your glistening eyes

spoke of a vow of eternal devotion with ever-lasting love

alas now,

a longing it is to hear you say

my knight,

spare my poor soul

and,

just maybe

hold me one last time?

or at least,

allow me to build you a life;

a life of light, peace, and love

a life to set us free.

#dedicated

Image from Google: The Red Thread of Fate