And so we face those crucial minutes as though under some norm.
It was one of those unnerving moments that I faced unswervingly calm!
He finally finishes off the last few chapters of the poem
And settles his blank gaze on me,and now have I a sweaty palm.

The first words he utter is "I don't understand what you say ..."
Silence followed while my tongue fumbled for words.
Then he speaks again to say "...what mean you when you say,
Bless us and then tread unknown worlds?"

I heave a sigh of relief and turn to him with a weak smile.
I tell him what it means and I tell him I mean it indeed!
I tell him I will be strong to let him go if needed,i wont call it a guile;
I tell him I will renovate my dreams so they no longer hold his need!

You my beloved must think I am a strong woman from the words i say
oh you have so got me wrong; I daresay I am from that ...very far!
I know I am , but a hypocrite; but maybe i will be that woman someday.
Yet as those words left my mouth,I mock myself saying "HAHA!"

It has come to my notice lately my love;
That many things I tell you that sound strong,
Are words I am trying to assure myself somehow
I hope, I will honour my word and not do thee wrong!

After much thought he once again meets my gaze
Yes he looks me in the eyes to say,
"I am sure I will take your hand and face
All that's about to come our way!"

Shall I smile?
Shall I cry?
Or shall I stand and stare awhile?
But as weak as I am ...I couldn't cry!

What then shall I say my folks when he steps knowingly on the vine
a dauntless heart is his, and I daresay for now, its all MINE! :P