You were standing there,
alabaster brow
under ebony locks.
Just standing there,
yet you caught my eye.
Your beautiful eyes saw
what other eyes refused to seek.
They saw me.
And only me.
And I saw you.
Your white ears
listened past my stutter
to the sweet words
I tried to utter.
I spoke.
And you listened.
Little did I know
how far we would go
along the path of love.
You will soon make me
the happiest man on Earth,
just by taking my hand,
to hold for all eternity.
A/N: This was something I wrote for someone who wanted something to give to his fiancee for her birthday.
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