That moment.

It was the playful sparkle in your eye.
No, it was the way your soft black hair covered your shoulders.
No, no, it was the alluring smile of your bright red lips.
No, no, no, it was how you embraced life through your heart.
Not one of those, all of those, all your beauty.

Your beauty.

I knew at that moment I called your name.
I knew at that moment, when you called back, “Come, follow me”.
I knew at that moment, as I ran to your side that I would never leave.
I knew at that moment, my heart belonged to you.

My heart.

That moment was before we made modestly simple love.
That moment was before we looked with naive eyes and said, “I do”. 
That moment was before we shared the walking path called life.
That moment was before we embraced the joy of our children’s children.

Our life.

That moment forever I remember.
That moment, when you called back, “Come, follow me”. 
That moment I remember,

Your beauty.
My heart.
Our life. 

That moment.