A Sonnet After a Long Engagement

203461_1043105893_7925013_n_biggerby Joshua Converse05 Jul 2013

I will tell you now that I am married,
I have poured my joy into my wife’s shape,
Familiar in the dark bedroom buried,
My nose into her soft and secret nape
Who commands tomorrow commands my life,
I may not see another Sunday Times,
But in His kindness gave to me a wife,
My gratitude cannot be read in rhymes.
We read by the same lantern; the same light,
Bed together beneath the winter cold,
Tonight and every night and every night,
Until our days run down, until we’re old.
I, luckier than any prince or king,
Because I get to keep and bear your ring.