Life's perfect, the rest is yet to come.

When he pulls me close and whispers
words of love to my waiting ears;
I see everything through a roseate tinge.
Speaking of, expressing the love for me he held
I became his morning noon and night,
welcomed him to my heart.

He went down on one knee, promised a lifetime
we’ll spend together, that he will love
me more with every new sunrise.
It is he for me and I for him
there is no greater joy than that feeling.

Emotional weight of life gone when in his arms
to love, to hold and calmly wait dreams to come.
To rise and his scent is surrounding
and there’s a smile waiting just for my eyes.

For us, I cannot wait for what is yet to come.