RDP Wednesday- CONTEST
I fought for you
walked through Hell for you
carried you when no one else would.
I believed you in
when you had no faith in yourself.
I love your face
your body, imperfect to you, a work of art to me.
I love you
Delores, he wept as he married me
in the park under a cherry blossom tree.
I looked up
into his eyes and sighed
” My name is Margo. “