Moving into a new home
furniture strapped with tape
sitting among bare floors
the future starts here with my darling amour
Exhausted and worn
still she sees this first day together on our own
a special occasion to take our seats on this
our small kingdom’s throne
Love does not wait in the wings
it does not cling to a life full of things
but to each sunrise of the devotion of values and heart
she gives herself fully
I hold her to my chest and take part
each hand chasing hills into valleys
whether light shone or knowing the way by memory
This place is the start of a scrapbook of reverie
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