Remember how that song went?
The one that brought me to you?
Like the green light pulsing at the end of my dock, your hand reached out pine-fully, gallantly, ferociously
For you, my Darling, are a ferocious fierce stand for Fantasy
For in the Fantasy we both put our hearts, and hopes
Charging forth to make this life a true tale of Wonder
You did not give up
Nor did I
In adornments handcrafted by the Master Craftsmen + Women of our time, we hold hands, admiring each curve and intentional indent
We made it, my Love
Thank the heavens we danced our own quirky unique exquisite dance, so that when The song came, we could join and create a new dance together
How does that song go again?
The one where upon first touch, we became the Masterpiece