We’re surrounded by a blast of color and sound
A flurry of lehengas and sherwanis of every hue
The fast paced drum, drum, drum of the dhol
Perfect flower arrangements, our favorites, lilacs and roses
The clinking of wine glasses, the accompanying laughter
All our loved ones, and more, gathered in a single place

But my eyes are fixated on one, and only one person
The man in front of me
Who looks dapper in his tux, but is eternally handsome
Inside and out

I look at you, and I remember
The first dates in a Bay Area winter
The long walks in the San Francisco summer fog
The trips to Houston, and Carmel, and Vegas
Wine tasting in Paso, quarantining in Cupertino
And the lazy days, well most of all, the lazy days
When we would do nothing
Curl up on the couch, watch some casual YouTube
Just exist.

As we finish up the last of the wedding nuptials
I look back fondly on a weekend of fun
Today will be a lovely memory
But it’s what comes tomorrow on that excites me the most