I wonder

I wonder about my love...what he will look like, the sound of his voice. I wonder if he will know what I like automatically or if we will love being each others teachers. I wonder if he will think I am beautiful enough and if he will identify and love in me the beauty that will never fade. I wonder if he will play with us and laugh at nothing and everything. I wonder if he thinks of holding my hand in his and being the gentle guidance and protection I need from this world. I wonder...