I pen for you this heartfelt, lonesome letter,

The breath I breathe—the lifeblood in my veins;

Black ink, it seems, my spirit here to fetter—

Yet still I strive for all that love attains.

Of bonds so strong no force may e’re dissever,

This song stands true, here now and all of time;

From our first kiss until that dreamed forever;

When angel’s voices echo this dear rhyme.

Two hearts as one, both here and ever true,

Ordained by faith, by solemn vow and grace—

Though vows are oft but empty words to few,

To steadfast souls no mortal acts erase.

For without you, what can sweet life allot?

Naught but an empty heart that time forgot.