Beyond words and dreams

You gazed

I smiled
The most expensive feeling yet
It was the 'at first sight' experience
The circumstance was greased with grace to a prayer I believed had been answered
If love is Mathematics, please be my calculator
I will be your dictionary if you need to make any statement

May we look farther than the usual
The situation might look less than standard but that's an understatement
I want to live the rest of my life with you laughing and growing together
We would go out and return home to where our love is brewed
Overflowing and grooming generations unconditionally

My love don't have to sweep you off your feet
It would lift you off the ground anytime you fall
As I look forward to being your pilot and making you soar to new horizons
Let's walk not where the path may lead but create ours to where home is

Beauty is something your life defines
You're God's standard for intelligence and awesomeness
For your compassionate heart is vast
With chambers for everyone who finds and follows the path to your home
I've found love in you beyond just words and dreams

Would you love me the same or better?

😍

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