I wrote the following poem almost exactly 22 years ago. Though supremely on-topic, it is now no longer what one might consider "topical". Hurrah!
I wish to propose...
I wish to propose
that we spend a few days,
a few nights,
a few years
together.
I wish to propose
that we live in a haze,
in a fog,
in a mist
together.
I wish to propose
that we save for a ring,
for a rock,
for a home
together.
I wish to propose...
but I can only do that:
propose what we cannot achieve.
Let them see us; let them believe
I wish to propose.