I fell in love

With the idea of you

Sun kissed skin

Scented with citrus

Only a fallacy

Though I know your lips taste

Of sweet fruit

When you speak such delicious words

I gave my heart

To a premonition

What could be

What should be

Messages saying

“Call me know”

Night talk makes this our hotline

Dozing off to unfilled prophecy

I am married

To your words

Wed to vows

After engaged

In conversation

Mind set with diamonds

On phone rings

To the tone of

Our wedding song

“I hope that you’re the one”