The other day we were walking on beach
Holding hand in hand
We kept on walking
Towards an never ending road
It is when she angled my memory about her gaiety
Perpetually she cued me about her birthday
And asked me what would be the surprise gift?
To keep the jolt under wraps I always ignored
Her excitement to sunken whenever she popped up
With the same question
That was because I wanted to give her the best of the tribute for a lifetime
Observing my ignorance over the same topic
She was disappointed with me by now and
Hence she completely terminated her question
Over the gift and the day she was born- her birthday
Days passed and she was quiet
Deep inside her heart was a huge piece of sadness
Yet I was at ease and peace
Because
I wanted my queen to feel all the joy and happiness
After clouds of despair
Finally the day arrived
When I pleaded her to meet me and forgive me
She granted to endorse me
When the clock struck sharp 8 at night
I see my queen dressed to kill me in blood red
Walking towards me
The attire perfectly accommodating and filling
All her curves at each level of her carcass
It is now I bow down on my knees
Presenting her a bouquet of rosette
In one hand
And a jittery sapphire in the other
I ask – “will you marry me”?
Dumbstruck with the whole marvel
I see her fumbling for words
And her eyes speaking each word loudly
Than ever with bright pearls pouring out
Ascertaining reality she now says-“Yes, I will”
Adding up-“this is indeed my best gift ever
Thank you so much for the best day of my life”
Her awaiting finger ready to welcome and embrace the bright stone
Who appeared in a dire need to be placed on her finger
Accepting us to be with her durably
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