You are not the love of my lifetime;
A lifetime is but a whisper on the wind.
You are not one I would promise till death do us part;
Death holds no power over love.
You are not one I would ask to love me in return;
My love is freely given.
Such mortal promises and demands made in love’s name
Are transient.

But you –
The you of who you are-
You transcend.
Because you transcend,
My love transcends.
The nobility, the beauty,
The sheer magnificence of your spirit
Is infused into
The very essence of my being.

No, you are not the love of a lifetime,
And I make but one promise to you;
You are my love for all eternity.

In your eyes,
I see gentleness
soft as starlight on winter’s first snow.
I see strength
solid as a granite cliff.
I see warmth
soothing as early spring sunbeams
on the cold earth.
I see just enough sparkling mischief
to make me feel young once more.
And, I see the eternal part of you
that fills my soul with peace.
Whenever I look in your eyes
I see something new to explore,
and I see all the same old things
I’ve loved from the beginning.