It was a blissful moment.
That touch of yours was pregnant
with extraordinary triplets of "I love you."
Far less than nine months in the making,
didn't need no C-Section to give birth,
from two sparkling first-timers.
It was sweet music to the ears,
both hearts beating to the same rhythm,
following, passionately, a harmonious orchestra,
whose members have mastered beating the keys of love.
An everlasting moment it was,
externalizing long-buried passions,
sharing top secrets of perfection in a human imagination.
The Mrs. and the Mr., they later became,
and the sharing continued, only differently,
under one roof of unbroken vows.