Tomorrow's Signature

Yesterday sent its regards in a farewell letter, A gesture of fate intact, sealed for the departed, Or better yet, the progressive harmonies of God, such as we are. It was perhaps the plot of the universe, When we slept in yesterday’s hands, And I asked you the question of continuation, In hopes of fading away mutually, after one last bloom. Heaven must have spied on my everlasting request, Because with your pearl vision directed towards me, And your soft veil of ebony near me, You agreed, with no hold of hesitation. So under the chapel’s protection is where we coast now, And a road less traveled is scattered with our footprints; While I did lead with company, along this aisle of anticipation, The stares of 1000 miles did not present themselves, Until your walk was introduced, thereby polishing this floor into glory. As I stood in the patience of joy, a distance was illustrated between us, You pressed forward and this negative space lost its existence; As you approached with the tranquil touch of summer, My nerves fell sober, and I knew that which was parallel before me was art, The speechless beauty, I favored in sight. The preacher spoke a traditional verse, as our eyes locked in perfect reflection; Declared through spoken word, was the confirmation of our ribbon in the sky, Crowned upon your precious finger was the weight of symbolism, Silently glowing through the everglades; With no restriction, we explored the middle ground in unison. We exited through the heart of the sun, cherishing the unfamiliar heat; It appears that life’s divine notary has signed off on the greatest equation ever solved, May our souls forever write in this blessed ink.