Meeting Her At the Airport

I've never seen two kissers more in love The smiles curving their faces interlocked at a baggage claim, Our modern symbol of distance crashing into connection. You are my everything I change point of view over you. Magic resides in the present. And a kiss such as this remains forever. "Where do we go from here,"  You might ask.  "To my family, to my love, to our Growing season." I wouldn't say the last bit cuz it need not be said. Our walk will say it all. Our love we will tread.