The most poetic marriage proposal you'll EVER read....so romantic!!!

When I Was Young, I’ve always known that marriage was for me. My mother always said to me: “Son, find yourself a girl who’s nice and mild who’ll stay at home with my grandchildren. Once you’ve found her, hold her tight and thank your lucky stars at night!” When I was young, I’d dream the day away; I would imagine earnestly my wedding day. But what a fuzzy picture- the guests I could not see nor make out any details of my bride to be. Only my face was clear, and never could I say rightly who it was that stole my heart away- the dream remained that self-same shade of murky. But then, by chance, one day I met you, and since then my dreams have taken shape. My bride’s filled in- her eyes of blue, her hair of black that frames her smiling face. I know now who my dream bride is- it’s you. I love the way you hold my hands- so nice and soft and slow. Your roughened thumbs caress my skin still smooth, and youthful too. But beauty fades, and passion dims; Time weathers every hand. These sweet,...