In Her Presence

I'm drowning in my thoughts.  
Thoughts of the life we will have together.  
A life that is currently non-existent .  
A figment of my imagination that I can see very clearly.  
 
Lord grant me this one wish.  
The internal feeling that'll burst through my body when she tells me " I do."  
That marital fulfillment that you require of me.  
 
Her presence is like a fire.  
It consumes my very thought process.  
She leaves her mark in every place possible,  
And all I'm left with is the residue of her work .  
 
Mental exhaustion and emotional trauma.  
After leaving her presence seems to be the only place that I can call home.  
But I never fight it.  
I seem to enjoy her destruction of my mental focus.  
 
Maybe one day her destructive presences will turn into rivers of shared passion.  
Then maybe I can finally get to that place formally known as peace of mind.