I look into your eyes and see the shape of things that will be. The rattle of the china makes me view a common set of these items in the future. I look at the way your collar is slightly askew and mentally pat it in place- smile a little at the thought of how a certain plum colored lipstick will get smeared there after a particularly romantic dinner and dancing. I look at your hands and blush a little as I imagine them holding my face as we share a kiss electric with passion. Maybe we break off as soon as someone walks into the room- we had left the door open! I laugh unable to understand what you speak to your cousins when you will take me there for a visit. I see you standing by me , helping me out in the kitchen, fumbling more and then looking eminently apologetic- do tell me that is one of your habitual expressions, the one you wore a few minutes ago. I feel your comforting arms around me, just as your voice is washing over me now, when I am a little too worked up after a long hard day. I imagine you smile in that half shy unbelieving way as you hold our first child in your arms…..
I look into your eyes..
“What happened, I so wanted to make an impression on you on our first meeting. Lets go to a better place if you do not like this one” you say.
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