Your love for me, my raison d’être,
The breath of my life, the blood of my veins;
My love for you has edged me ever better
To strive for all that life and love attains.
Bonds so sure, no man could put asunder
This song asserts, and shall outlast all time;
Our shrine, when we, the sweet green earth are under,
And other voices echo this dear rhyme.
Two hearts as one, we know the old cliche;
But hackneyed truth, still as a truth does live,
And hearts so wedded in sweet love do say,
The love we gain is but the love we give.
Two hearts embrace and live as ever one;
So may we live; and this song ever sung.
© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.