Tuesday, June 19, 2012

195)

18.)
sometimes it hits me all
at once and, all over again,

i am overwhelmed with so
much adoration and love.

sometimes, i can't believe
that the boy who stood

there with his arms around
me, there in that clearing,

holding me tightly as i
counted the stars all

those years ago, gave
me a ring and asked

me to be his.  we have
come so far since then;

we have so much further
to go, together.

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