You dote on me for who I am—
Like a foxglove on my lace.
The beauty of mine is what you adore—
I'm living with your tenderness and grace.

We vowed to live and die together—
I gave my heart, body, and soul
As well as you to be with me forever—
You latched me to detour the ghouls.

Darling, you're my very own—
Since the beginning of my birth.
We trust ourselves to care for each other
And expel the poison from the dirt.

We swore to the books and nature—
They are the witnesses of our juncture.
You're like cherries and apples—
So red and bright, velvety like a waffle.
© Joel Gigante