Misunderstood for the frivolous
Neverending battles of verbal rebukes
Worthiness striked out at full force
Two hearts in same rest

It must be love, it must be
The light beneath my feet knelt me down,
begging for eternity.
Many a wish, many a fulfilment
Wanting more and more

Two's heartbeats race
Adrenaline pumps at its rushes
Exhileration; speechless
You have answered quiet riddles in my prayers.

One year eight months twenty-four days
A bond made sacred
Love, molded for You and I.

Happy fourth, love.