As you might have guessed, I wrote our own personalized wedding poem. I showed it to my groom before the wedding and we integrated it into the readings during the ceremony. The Wonderful Woman Shasta Grant Huntington did a beautiful job reading it.
Mapping Love
All of my poems are secret love poems to you,
the one I wake up next to,
eat breakfast next to,
live next to.
I don’t remember life before you.
What I remember is this:
holding your hand holding you holding me.
I wish for this new beginning,
to be yet another beginning.
We began in words, then Union Square.
I want to see the world and create
next to you.
This map, the one with mountains,
oceans, city streets, our bodies, words and ideas,
is the one we will explore.
I promise you this.
I promise that when our adventures tangle our minds,
we will hold hands, undo the knots, tie neater ones.
There will always be knots in this imperfect world.
Let us renew our wedding vows through words, movements.
The word love is a cliché, a beating heart,
but that is the word we have. Love.
The image, though, is this: the shooting stars under the blanket of clouds in Maryland.
It is not drawn by a human hand on the map.
No one can see it.
But, we cannot breathe without it.
I promise you everything: earth’s drawn skin to what is invisible to the eye.
I am next to you; that is to say, next to everything.
Thanks to OneWed for inviting me to 
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