
Yes. I Do.
Till the mountains turn to dust,
And the snows turn to rust,
I promise, I do.
*
Yes. I Do.
Till the grass mellows,
And the moss yellows,
I promise, I do.
**
Yes. I Do.
Till your flowers turn to mist,
And my bones turn to grit,
I promise you, my love, I do.
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A poem written for Sadje’s WDYS prompt this week.
Behind the scenes:
I always dream of coming back to Earth as a dog. This picture took me to a parallel universe where I AM a dog! What a life…filled with unconditional love!
Earthbound for now, I am die-hard romantic known for my recklessness in matters of the heart. I believe in going all in when I fall in love.
Yes, I have been burnt before but I am not one for half-arsed measures in love. Either I am in or I am out. I don’t do foot in the doorways and hands on windows ready to jump out any time the going gets tough.
Bigger investments and biggest promises are a part and parcel of my big, BIG heart. It’s just who I am. Call me a fool but love kinda makes me go gooey all over. I now know it’s not a weakness. There aren’t many who fall in love like I do. Atleast not with me!!
So what makes you think I will be any different in a parallel universe in a different form and body?
This is me unable to say No to this irresistible hunk of a dog! I see love that stays…a mad yet rooted love in his eyes and he’s even down on his knees ( or are they paws?)!
For once it’s actually me on the other side of a proposal. While men in this universe find me too intense and ballsy to say Yes to, this handsomeness is offering me his heart and home in the mountains.
My heart is already melting like the snows of the mountains and my eyes are turning green as the grass below.
I am all in baby. What more do I need?
Until the mountains turn to dust and my bones turn to grit, I am all yours baby! I DO. I soooo DO.
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