Eight years and counting! How sweet the wonton ways! In mutual love there's freedom to enjoy Gifts given for the sheer delight of giving. How beautiful to love and to be loved! The simple formula for happiness.
Yet love, yes, even love must have its days, Enduring moments when one would destroy All that lingers at the heart of living. Remember in those times the time you moved So shyly, joyfully, towards innocence.