First Comes Love

Elizabeth and Zachary
Sitting in the Tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G

"First Comes Love..."

We've all heard the young sing-song tale about the two who fell in love
And how most weddings in the movies, for some reason, involve doves
But something happened tonight I cannot seem to quite understand
And so I ask: why does this happiness that I feel seem to be canned

Canned because I'm not sure how he is really looking at me
Is what I am truly in my heart, what he can absolutely see?
Or is he just another ignorant, self sabotaging, lonely man
Someone who is not going anywhere, of which I am not a fan

His kisses are most abundant, lingering on my lip and his cologne most wonderful
He is sweet in demeanor and in physical appeal, and his comments are never dull
He is beyond me in mental age, but not in character nor in looking down the road
And he always asks if I'm happy, and seems to have cracked the girl code

"Then comes Marriage..."

We have various conversations that range from marriage to how we were taught
And we tend to get out of hand with the snogging, and often we'll be caught
Red handed under the mistletoe... oh what a funny little pair we make!
Oh the joy that he fills me with reminds me of the rush of jumping in a lake!

Marriage came up once, maybe even twice, and how someday we'll find the right one
Perhaps we will marry someone that is our soul mate, someone who likes to have fun
I don't mean to be rude, but where I am in life, that is not a current path for me to take
But he is there in his life, and I respect what he would like to do in the future... big mistake

Because now we've started to discuss how many children we'd both eventually like to bear
I would like to adopt, and I think he's stuck on having ten altogether... how to compare!
There are some things to do, people to see, places to go before I even think about that
Before I even think about marriage I'd like to prove that the world is perhaps... flat!

"Then comes [       ]"...

So, my future is set, I'm set to marry the man that I fall in love with... some day
It may not be him, but wouldn't it be interesting to walk down this lane and watch him stay
In my life, forever it may feel, forever may be always, but forever never quite does last
So I'll still be afraid of that day when he grows tired and decides to put up the mast

I may be lousy at committing, but from what the records show in my sorry dating life
There are more jokers and idiots in the dating pool, lucky only one knows I carry a knife
Some left me behind without even knowing the pain of the broken heart that I felt
Others were heading no where, only wanted another girl under their belt

But like any good story, there has to be at least one truly good happy ending
And I think I found it this time, through a friend, one who does care about my ring
I'm not one to be rude, but I always do seem to manage to slip away
Home for bed, for cannot seem to go home to your place for the night and wake up this way

"With the baby carriage!"

Perhaps if our little trysts does become something a bit more permanent
Then you'll be there to say "You CAN!" every time I say "I can't!"
For I know that I can open up my heart to love once again
And put a little bit more faith in that race called men

I know I seem a little bit strange, and a little bit put off when we are together
And I know that I tend to burst in girlish laughter when I am touched by a feather
But please be patient as I am still getting over my last critically wounding hurt
Over another bitter man, one who broke my heart and wore an army issued shirt

Let me learn more about you, like you are learning about me
And maybe someday you will then begin to see
How when I'm with you I tend to forget the world around
And when you kiss me I no longer feel lost... I feel found