Sing a sigh of sweet surrender
As you fall into his arms,
Held by love and understanding,
Kept safe from doubt and harm

Treasure daily the simple things
And love her more and more each day
Run wild through fields of butterflies
And leave the chance of happenstance
To take you where it may.

Two become one in the
Crucible of love as
The daily trials will burn away
All that is impure

And what remains is
Love itself
Eternal, passionate, mundane

This is the love
We dream about

Not fireworks,
But fireplaces.
Not grand displays,
But consideration.
Not codependence,
But appreciation.

This is the love
That takes a lifetime
To enjoy.