My heart slowly spins on a spool atop your spindle.
  Your gentle hands weaving each thread into twines of love as you combine our two heartstrings into one.        
  Endlessly your ball of twine grows until our love fills the room in which you sit on your pedestal.
  Slowly our love continues to grow until it soon fills the halls with tiny laughter and the tiny pitter patter of little feet.
  Never have I known such a sound that could stop me and make me feel so complete!
  With our hearts you’ve sewn love into life’s most beautiful tapestry!