It is for you fair lady I tend this sacred place.
I know not why I give to loves surrender.
To hold your essence in my hands with gentil honor.
I take your soul in my arms with sweet embrace
We gather in that trusted place.
With desire of virtue I hold your giveing with tender grace.
I cannot find the words that haunt me with explaination.
What I feel inside has all words to fit, yet none cannot.
It overwhelms me and I dare not doubt.
To once have known uncorupted love is beyond measure.
A gift of life I will always treasure.
Thank you for that one moment in time.
I will remember you with fondness and keep you at heart.
Someday we will be in the place where we will never part.
And joy will be ours forever.
Written by Gene Brodie 2/1/2007 11:06 AM