Poems For Her #1

We are not destined to be together.
We are not lovers foretold in song.

No word of gods proclaim our union,
Nor offer golden chariots to parade
Our perfect marriage across the heavens.

No promise of music ordains our kisses,
Nor telegraphs cameras zooming to capture
Our ideal love for iconic posters.

There is no guarantee this all works out;
No security proffered by future time.

All that is on offer is the prospect of work;
Of my commitment to bear the yoke,
Of your steady hand to guide the share,
As we till the ground with backbreaking labor
To plant love amongst the dirt of our lives
Until the day we die when they will say…

That we were destined to be together;
That our love will be sung of forever;

That the gods blessed our union
And placed our souls upon a shooting star
To celebrate for eternity;

That frenzied maestros, with our kisses as muse,
Composed ballads and movies
To bring hope to the world.

That of course it all worked out.
For no love was ever more certain than ours.

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