BE/LOVED

           As I stood-smiled (alive) amongst
            a line of lavender- (white-) blue
                  chosen to witness,
  soothe-circulating song singed-softened our hearts.

         A melody accompanies a harmony to
celebrating (colliding) uniting, tying the (untiable) knot.
             I’m caught uncallous crying.

                 Guitar strums; now
           voice filled the room, wall to wall,
           ear to toe (and belly in-between).
                   To sing in love!

              The two saw they see awe –
                 (Notice the wonder!)
     alluring, warming, disarming the lookers-on:
        their patience toward awaiting onward.

                   Now and not yet.

       A glance exchanged accelerates and slows,
        excite-ignites their breath (their eyes).

        A silver ring ran round and bound now
            to send ascending heart(beat)s
                 (heavenly) skyward.

             The hues (chosen) had form,
            the shape of two becoming one.

              Love is patient, love is kind.
                 But I am impatient.
                A want-ought enters –
     could I belong as one singing (heart-beating),
          become one (from two) for sake of
                 sound-color-feeling?
               A whisper reverberates:
              it cannot be forced; found.