Hallway between my kitchen
And bedroom.
I pass it many times a day.
Sometimes I stop to study our
Smiles and relive the sacred
Ceremony that united us.
I experience again the joy beaming
From our faces and bursting
From our hearts.
I admit that sometimes I even kiss my
Trim, dashing, gallant
Groom, feeling the
Smooth glass that separates us,
Feeling the long, long distance
That parts us,
Feeling the intense love that
Joined us.