I just adore her. She knows the score. But when she asks will I love her all my life, I take a moment and then I say, Yes—Unless there’s time for more. Feeling adventurous, she wants to know, “Would you take me ‘round the world?” I love when we’re together so, I just have to say, Yes—Unless the moon sounds better. I’d train lemurs, if she wanted. I’d raise a barn if she’d say the word. Cook blowfish, learn to salsa, or all different things if she preferred. And would I promise to give all my love? Yes—Unless somehow I stumbled on some more. But then she knows I’d give her that too —Unless she chose to go. Do I want that? I’d say the answer’s No!
