I do

I do, she said,
never fully understanding the question.
I do, she did,
as best she knew how in a wayward stumble.
I do, she leapt,
but never too high for fear of heights.
I do, she wept,
but never for a moment reconsidering.
…because Love.

And He said:
The price is this,
that you will never
be able to share
what you see
although your heart
will burn to do so.

And she said:
…because Love.

Then silence.

…because.

Love.

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