What was the magic that did touch my heart,

When first I gazed so softly in your eyes?

From that sweet hour, I knew we’d never part

Until the sun no more on earth should rise.

What was the essence that enthralled me there,

A glance, a smile, a touch, a gentle sigh?

A furtive look that caught unaware—

And left my soul to search and wonder why?

Love is a bond, no mortal eye can see,

Yet stronger than all trusses wrought by man;

A staunch conviction that shall ever be

Born out of ardor—and to always stand.

It is a promise made to outlast time;

The finest edict of the human mind.