Holy Matrimony

It's official at least for me anyway.  Today is that day that I officially say that the way you love me is exactly how I want it to be...forever.  Now does that mean that I'll never wonder about another or wander undercover of night in disguise?  In my eyes, Hell Yeah.  That means to me that you too will be mine completely, the definition of fidelity will be the theme of our dream relationship.  All of the quips and the quotes about being tied down will no longer bring a frown to my face because the space next to me is officially taken.  I'm not making room for another in my heart.  ALL ABOARD THAT'RE COMING ABOARD!  Hell, I'll say that phrase in front of an ordained minister so that any secret or sinister implications about our pre-marital relations can be both affirmed and confirmed.  No more squirming at the very thought that I ought to reserve my next selection for a "love connection."  So now that I'm getting a little older I can always have a shoulder to cry on.  That damned Cupid and his quill of arrows that he shoots around all willy-nilly.  I'm sure it sounds silly but I'll bet there's a naked baby somewhere chuckling as I'm buckling under the power of love.  I've had other shots from this other-wordly child just whiz by my ears so I know that my fears are confirmed by the tears that stream down my face as she takes her place beside me in this holy ceremony of matrimony...only...it all seems so surreal! That I would be able to steal this angel from the heavens means I'd better head to Vegas for the reception because only sevens will be my luck and I will never have to duck Cupid's arrows ever again.  She is my confidant, my lover, and my friend and I will love her just how she loves me...unconditionally. God Bless

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FOR MOISES, MY OLDER BROTHER

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iloved this poem