you woke with cinnamon smiles

enthusiastically, you beguiled

perfect wedding planner banter

hanging with maid of honor

bf flair forever

Privada, so clever

posies picked should

invitations of wood would

the Duchess has cake

for our union day’s sake

now back at the ranch

you shimmy and dance

booty shake in my face

humming right here, and singing in space

you’re making me laugh with the things that you say

and, i’ve never seen you this happy on a winter Monday