I can never be an Incandescence or xantham_gum (Sorry if I mispelled it), or arieda or backgroundbob.
NOW, I know to not care. Post everything I want help with, never be shy about it again. Enjoy.
Counting Lovely Words
It started with one word: hello,
and there you had me.
Then we met: hello again!
It isn't a common love story:
Not a tragic ending, but instead
a tragic plot
with a wish come true.
Characters so adolescent,
so confused, yet very correct
in areas which studies cannot prove.
And it sparked with three: I love you.
The unmittened hands of moments froze
with no such thing as time
And the midnight conversations,
hours on end, until the sun put us to sleep,
I will remember till the hourglass stops.
Then you came to me and I saw -
a pure innocence through
neverending path of the unknown,
All I thought had been lost in
life and love
Four words called to angels: Will you marry me?
Heaven floated open to me, reaching out
I was touched by an angel
Wing's feathers brushed against my face
I promised you, with five words: till death do us part
And I kept my promise
As our lives passed on and on
The pleasure of life, life itself in our hands
To the fullest, smelling the roses,
Smiling, nothing for granted, we lived
Together
Yet in the autumn of such joy
Our happiness, our lives, though over in body
But never in soul,
Ended with six:
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
