For my wife. Written around the time we were really blossoming as a pair. 

In a mash of questions 
With answers none, 
    Stirred by feelings rent with love, — 
One thought alone breathes verily: 
“Who ‘neath God’s blue tent above, 
Can claim to be as blest as thee, 
When thine heart doth bleeds, for 
    Kristen Marie?”