Marriage Poem

I do.

All white dress.
Black tuxedos.
Some cheap ugly and gaudy lavender brides mate dresses.
This is going to be a long day.

Where were we before this point?
Drinking coffee at Starbucks.
I was reading "Pride and Prejudice"
and you were causally sitting there playing games on your phone.
Or maybe we were at dancing together at Prom.
What about the time we went to Las Angelesfor a summer,
and we saw Robert Downey Jr., and you asked him how the Avengers were doing.
You made my life.

While I'm talking bunny steps down the isle, I see
friends,
family,
and then I see you.
I start to feel something run down my rosy cheek.
A tear!
I can't believe that I am one of those sappy brides that cry at their wedding.

Finally I make my way to you and the reverend speaks.
Staring in your beautiful eyes I know I have made the right choice.
He says, "Do you take this man to be your husband?"
"I do."

We walk out to the limo that has the classic old can hanging off the back.
We wave goodbye to all the smile faces, then we drive away.
Once we get to the hotel, you open the car door for me and we check into the honeymoon suite.
We open the door of the room and put our bags....
Now what are we suppose to do?