My heart sings with the love we share together.
It beats with the tempo of our dreams;
throbs with passion I did not know existed;
aches with longing when we’re apart;
flutters with each glimpse of her beauty;
stops at the thought of life without her.

I pray that my love gives her a song,
and ask that her every dream come true.
May her passion enrich her future,
and fear and doubt last but a moment.
Let her glow in the midst of sorrow,
Please, God, keep her safe from every harm.

Then perhaps . . .
You can weave our dreams together,
and enrich our lives with each other;
as we chase away the loneliness,
and walk through this life as one.

©2012 Michael S. Davis