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I wonder will our children have your skin
or my green eyes?
On our first date will your open doors for me,
or ask if its impolite to kiss?
How will you propose?
Will you spell the question in the sand at our lake,
or utter it, grinning, as our families watch on?
On our wedding day,will tears sting your eyes as you watch me,
a white blur, down the aisle?
Will you whisper our love as we lie entwined in our shared bed?
When were wrinkled and old, will you still take my hand and say you knew i was the one since the day we danced?
All this, while I watched you from the back row,
your head bent over your desk,
we'd not yet met,
and I wonderd.