Almost

 

Please be mine -- hold hands 

dawn to dusk, dream one dream, 

sleep intertwined. We’ll cuddle

 

each night, spot the same star, 

wish the same wish. I'll give

endless gifts, kiss the deepest kiss.

 

We'll eat the same food, split

every dish. Share one job,

co-sign loans, carpool to work,

 

embrace all the way home.

It'll be perfect love. Or, come close  --

with similar dreams, Pretty much,

 

 the same wish. Occasional gifts,

quite a deep kiss. More or less,

every dish. A few loans,

 

part of the way home. Romance 

full of bliss -- almost. At least,

in the beginning, quite a bit.

                            Timothy Pilgrim