Firmly Fixed
.
So bashful my soon to be wife
She places her fingers into my
hand as I help her down from the
surrey
Her eyes firmly fixed to mine
she smiles
and curtsies
Arm in arm
I lead my petite princess to an arbor
adorned with flowering vines
and a bevy of meadowlarks
Resting on my knee
I ask for her hand
my lips kiss her soft fingers
and I speak in romantic verse
I ask forever to share life
and her moist kisses at night
Magically my bashful little flower
my timid princess spoke with jest
to shift the fright
and down her soft cheeks
tears crystalline
from her brown eyes fell
With gesticulation
and her hair flowing
whilst she gracefully danced
I heard
"yesss"
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2009
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