A love Story

Speak to me only of the mundane for there is nothing more I'd rather hear than your voice talking about the price of milk and sugar. Sit with me and watch the day go by holding my hand in yours and letting the warmth of your hand blend in with mine. Let us feed the pigeons and watch them crowd around us like a million flying disease carriers. I wonder how fat they can actually get and if we can eat them for dinner one day when we have no more money.

Walk with me, side by side. Look at me occasionally and smile. Gaze into my eyes and think of me fondly. Be overwhelmed by your love for me and envelope me in your arms. Kiss me lightly on the forehead and tell me you care.

There is so much to talk about but the silence stnads between us, thick and unmoving. I gaze into your eyes and you in mine and we;re silent once again. The emotions like a storm brewing and yet we talk about nothing more than what we will have for lunch.

You profess your undying love endlessly and offer me the proof of your devotion in the form of a 1 carat diamond. Your eyes mist over when I say yes. We begin our lives together.

It is a routine between you and I. I talk, you listen. I cry and you storm out of the room. I shop and you sigh. I love you and you me.