Proposal

A trickling tear

A breath in fear

A warmth flows through me

As i lower to one knee

The aroma of a garden

Your grasp on my soul begins to harden

I see that sparkle in yours eyes all the while

Your lips part releasing a smile

My hand reaches yours

They belong like nails in a board

I fill my lungs

Veins pumping like drums

I have dreamt this many a times

Yet these are the words that come to mind...

" If the edge of time arrives tonight, I can not think of a better last day then one spent with you. I ask you now and today, do not allow me without you for another last day"