As much as she was waiting for this
She couldn't hide the feeling of skittish
Tick tock the clock struck
Finally, the moment of conjunction
The look so heart whelming
Contrasting the curve to his beam
Sitting across the table
Completing one by the eyes of affection
Mocking became the zone of comfort
Sharing candy with her was the thing to be startled
The day itself turned irresistible
It was time for the show
Where they could behold the souls
Sticking together in a alcove
She read him out the vow
He then pecked making his mark
They not only filled the vents between fingers
But allowed to trace the savour
Indeed, made themselves a whole forever
Leaving behind the imprints of intimacy
Both started the journey of propinquity
23 lines, 23 emotions
Nothing compared to their devotion.