In this, our book of love

In this, our book of love,

I feel a joy so deep,

That to me you have come,

And for me you will keep,

This tome of love so true.

In this, our book of love,

I feel the room grow still,

Word upon word,

My mind eats it’s fill,

Each page full to the edge,

Like a city on the hill.

In this, our book of love,

The eve will not stop,

Nor the glow of a star halt,

This tale of love atop,

The ruin of once was,

Till dry, is each tear drop.

In this,

Our book of love,

Is me,

Is you.