My Love, My Husband Poem by Rebecca Dutsch

In promises of winter end,
was our beginning.

My aching heart beats quicker at the mention of your name.
My soul longs for your touch.

The evening descends; on great owl wings.
I am calmed by your aromas;
It carries me into the dawn;
and your eyes hold me as none before.

I am filled hoping I may be the desire of your heart.
As my lips fall upon yours,
may you know you are my heart desire?

I look for the last gestures of winter end.
I remember my husband,
our day we became as one.

Those years have passed us by,
I still remember that winter day;
as it was yesterday.

My feverish hand lifts to your face.
that we may kiss as one.
We walk hand to hand as husband and wife.
As We began our life a new,
until my last dying breathe.
I Love You.