Eight years and counting! How sweet the wanton 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.