I was only suggesting fifty years of me
I gave him a copy of The Lady's Not for Burning. He gave me Tom Swift and His Repelatron Skyway. I brought the rings: a design of two cats, side by side. At the Friendly Toast, we signed our names to the question on the frontispiece of one book and the finale of the other.
(We are still making wedding plans. It is with great self-restraint that I have not titled this post THIS WILL ALL BE GONE INTO AT THE PROPER TIME.)
We are very, very happy.

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So intolerable, hell could not do more.
Nothing in the world could come and touch me
And you have to come and be the damnable
Exception. I was nicely tucked up for the night
Of eternity, and, like a restless dream
Of a fool's paradise, you, with a rainbow where
Your face is and an ignus fatuus
Worn like a rose in your girdle, come pursued
By fire, and presto! The bedclothes are on the floor
And I, the tomfool, love you.
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Deeply. What is good, as love is good,
I'll have well. Then if time and space
Have any purpose, I shall belong to it.