I’d always felt,
That I’d live forever,
But, not alone,
Not with whomever.
It must be someone special,
Befitting my parameters,
Capable of great patience,
Ignoring increasing diameters.
Knowing I would change,
As the days crept by,
My mirror was always kind,
Through my idealistic eye.
My hair changed color,
Skin began to wrinkle,
But my eye never lost,
That knowing, loving twinkle.
Each and every time,
I gaze upon your face,
My heart beats faster,
I am in the right place.
Only one thing I ask,
Of all that could be,
Stay by my side,
And, grow old with me.
