Happy One Month

On the day before Thanksgiving,
Entirely appropriate it is
That many of my thoughts and prayers
Should be his.
Today is a special day,
And I'm remembering times
That will never be forgotten
By my mind.
I remember the night
That we stood outside,
And I worked up the nerve
(At least, I tried)
To give him a kiss.
It was a brief little kiss, so chaste
Despite the solid fact
That for a kiss he'd not asked.

And I remember a bit later,
Exactly a week,
That we again stood together,
And I felt shy and meek
With his arm around me
As he whispered tenderly
And I giggled a lot
And tried not to be weak at the knees.
He touched my face,
And his lips touched mine
In a kiss that was brief,
Yet oh-so divine.
My heart did a little flip,
And my breath caught in my throat
As the kiss reached my soul,
Like an amazing bass note.

When he asked if I'd be his,
On the back of a noisy bus,
I know my answer was clear,
'Though 'twas a bit hushed.
For, now we've been together a month,
And thirty days have gone by
With nary a fight,
No sorrow or sigh
To break up the joy
That's become ours
Because of so many
Precious, passing hours.
And today,
As I think of those I love,
You are at the top of my list,
Like an angel from above.
You make me laugh,
You make me sigh,
And you are always there,
If for some reason I need to cry.
I thank heaven for you,
My darling, my dear,
And I'm counting the hours
'Til I may again hold you near.

~ November 26, 2008 ~

Written in celebration of our one-month "anniversary."