A real estate agent guides me
through an unfurnished starter home.
I roam with wide eyes, making plans.
Holding your soft hand.
Dreams caressed my mind
well before our memories saw the brighter side
of innocence, a room fit for her and me.
A nursery, should we conceive, rests across the hall.
A spacious living room fit with a fireplace
good enough to make love near the winter.
The backyard stretched for a football field,
blending with thick patches of evergreen trees.
Kelsy and I purchased the home.
And I agreed to her proposal.
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