When the waves of our love
first started, I kept the fins
of my heart from being too
Excited, in case soon we
Parted, and the dreams of
My youth left blighted.

But now that we have shorn
Here, and Heaven has smiled
Upon us my dear, let us cherish
The ark of our union that has
Weathered the wrath of the
Depressing storm, and stay
Faithful to our evolved form,
Like the bonds of earthly
Spirits at communion.

Since not many lovers under
The celestial spheres, shall
Advance to the golden age
Of our years, and leave their
footprints in the sand for
Others to feel: For we are
All fragments of perfection
Overcoming the same ordeal.