I'm daydreaming about having you in my life and referring to you as my wife (although I'd normally call you "darling", "dear" or "love"), and being referred to as your husband. You'd be the one to whom I'd surrender my mind, heart and will. You'd be the one who'd feel every single bit of your body and mind accept and enjoy mine, thus bringing us closer and deepening our mutual bond. I'd be the one to reciprocate your deep and intense feelings for me, beaming with happiness that I've finally found my loved one with whom everything feels the right way. You'd be the one to intertwine our bodies, hearts and souls to a degree that we'd become inseparable from each other.

We'd say our vows to each other without holding anything back. Our rings would be wrapped very tightly around our fingers, without any option to remove them. We'd become even more eager to see and hear and feel each other once we start living together as a married couple, the presence of the other one bringing loving warmth into our entangled hearts. We'd distribute things like the chores evenly between us, both of us impatient to cook and clean for each other. We'd start waking up every day next to each other with genuine eagerness to start our day together.

At the end of our wedding night, we'd start kissing and rubbing against each other's bare bodies in our marital bed, completely liberated from the prison of our formal clothing. We'd acquaint ourselves with each other's bodies, taking our time to study each other's faces and necks, arms and legs, hands and feet, bellies and backs and butts. You'd touch and stroke my hardened shaft and cup and squeeze my swollen balls, hanging heavily beneath it like ripe fruits ready for picking. I'd touch and slide my fingers inside your slick and needy slit and I'd rub your clit, both of them already drenched with your love juices. We'd be so ready to consummate our amazing marriage by making sweet, raw, unprotected love to each other.

Our bodies would instantly notice how passionate our lovemaking sessions are, and they'd start guiding us closer to each other. We'd become so intimate physically and emotionally. Our growing feelings would make us want to share anything between us, be it a physical thing or something immaterial. At some point, we'd start needing to sense our flesh pressed against each other, our hearts gushing with desire every time our skin rubs together. We'd begin falling for each other with every gentle touch and passionate kiss, our mutual intimacy bringing us to the logical conclusion of our bodies and souls joining themselves in every single sense of the word.

Our clothes would eventually start to interfere with the sight of our lovely figures, so we'd wear less and less of them in each other's company. Naturally, we'd also begin spending more and more time together. Very soon we'd be "accidentally" brushing against each other's skin regularly, eager to sense its warmth and softness. Eventually, we'd end up living together because we'd be unable to even think about being separated for a long time. The invisible thread linking our hearts would become thicker and thicker, binding us firmly and becoming impossible to tear.

We'd devote large chunks of our days to the mutual worship of our naked flesh - there would be so many touches, kisses and licks. I'd start craving her scent, so I'd be so eager to press my nose against her skin and sniff her. She'd return that gesture back to me so excitedly. We'd rub and kiss and lick every part of our bodies together until our hearts are absolutely gushing with physical and emotional need. In that state, just the sight of the other one's bare arm or leg, chest or butt would drive us wild with unadulterated, passionate desire. We'd go at each other without any grace or subtlety. We'd end up in an animalistic frenzy, our minds totally turned off and our bodies left to their instincts. They'd know what our purpose is the best, and they'd be so motivated to fulfil it. They'd know that we're made to spread our genes and nurture the future generations to come.