Just when he thought the world could not be more beautiful;
Like glittering sprinkles of confetti from the clouds
Who is this divine creature?
Then … then … she smiled!
Oh … oh Lord, the heart can’t take much more.
“Kiss me, honey,” she whispered.
Ah, yes, the angel speaks.
His love, his life … his wife.
Words hang in the back of his mind.
Too choked to speak, he cannot seem to release them:
I didn’t know how to breathe until I met you,
now I couldn’t breathe without you.
His breath of life waits.
His lips touch hers, once again.