She held his hand, fused in love…
His white, hers black, captured by the sun…
Denial of Him was no longer a passion she could deny…
More so in his smile before they kiss, because she dares not close her eyes…
This is real. This is it…as she knew it would be, when she led with her heart open to love…to find that perfect fit…
Growing old with him as their colors are fading…merging into one of their making…
She will forever have this moment…where in this unforgettable time…
They consented to let their love grow, and never divide…
Her father said once, “you’ll know baby when it’s here” …she asked, “but with who?”
“Were powerless when it comes to love..it’s never up to you.”