'Twas this night's hour, my heart did soar.
The kiss of her lips made my soul roar.
And with that kiss, my soul did shout,
"She's the one! She's the one! Never have doubt!"

'Twas this night's hour and I viewed her soul
through her big, green eyes, my heart she stole.
With her beautiful lips and her luscious, soft skin
how I knew she felt the same was through a sweet, dorky grin.

'Twas this night's hour, I was filled with joy!
Like a child at Yule with a brand new toy!
Her being the child and the toy being my heart
I trust she won't misuse or tear it apart.

'Twas this night's hour, this girl became mine.
My love, my babe and my year-long  valentine!
Now that the hour is gone, it's time to rest,
with her by my side and her head on my chest.
-n.s.