xxviii. the blessing?

 she waited until she came downstairs
 wrapped in towels and essence of autumn
          and she briefly thought to herself
how far I have come ..

 she stood by the kitchen door
 roses in a bunch, hyacinth on the floor
what are you doing?
this right, I hope.

 and when she dropped to one knee
 the raven dropped the towel in shock
I knew nothing until you came in
          you found me when I hid myself within
          I cannot fathom existence without you in my life
          Vivien, would you be my wife?

Prompt: Gift

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