We're getting married

In December's chill, two hearts took flight, A California girl, a PNW knight. Robin, with sunshine in her golden smile, Blair, with the forest, the snow, and the wild. They met in Ballard, dodging traffic’s hum, A spark ignited, no need to become numb. Skipping through streets, in a dance of delight, They made plans to meet again that very night. Their second and third dates sealed their fate, The magic felt then, too real to negate. Worlds so close yet so far apart, A life of twenty-eight years, one degree from the heart. Through months of calls, of stories to share, They moved through their lives with love in the air. Though distance kept them for nearly a year, Each whispered word, each laugh brought them near. And then, in LA, they built a new home, Learning to surf, to sail, and to roam. With early walks and coffee so sweet, Their hearts found a rhythm, a steady beat. Through waves and snow, the sun and the sea, Two souls united, where they were meant to be. A California girl and a PNW man, Together, they found the perfect plan.