You asked me to become Yours.
Fiancé.
I caved in.
When I say I'm Yours, I'm Yours.
Tears crystallized in time
an ugly photo of me ugly crying
and the golden sunset behind us
Queenland palms sway
and people swagger by
a lot clapped and congratulated us
but to me, I was Yours forever
and I finally fell in
Gold in the air of Summer
and the ring on my finger
shows it off clearly
every bough bowed before me
your knee crashing down to the Earth
and making a crater
the calamity surrounding us
I can't say I even noticed -
Too busy coming up with
the lifelong love poem
we've already began
