My peerless pen shall here account our time

In hallowed ink distilled from heaven’s rain—

A tale of kindred spirits fate entwined…

In proud embrace, no power e’er to twain.

What mystic might yet melds two hearts as one

That they pledge fealty ‘til life beyond,

Eternal surety to match the sun

Vowed still to thrive when mortal breath is gone?

Yes, once upon a love there beat two hearts

By rhythm set to stay lock step in kind

To share in hope all life’s sweet loving parts

And chart a course pure rhapsody enshrined.

I swear these words by every sense stand true

As in this paean—ever me and you.