I imagined kissing you,

And it wasn’t on any day in particular

But what was special about that day was,

We became one.

There was no need for conversation,

You looked at me, and I looked at you

And we knew it was time, to be united.

You grabbed my face so gently,

Pressed towards my frame,

You became amazed by my glossy eyes pleading

For the want of you, the need for you forever,

You were so gentle, passionate to the touch.

Like a juicy citrus orange kissed by the California sun,

I felt the evening breeze consume my body with warmth,

You were the meaning of delight.

Courageous in your approach.

Once we started we never wanted it to end,

Ours eyes open with pleasure,

And applause rained over our celebration,

As I became the Mrs. to your last name,

I imagined kissing you.

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