Love that saved me from a zombie apocalypse during twilight.
Love free from turmoil.

Love that makes a powerful throb, afraid my heart will fall off my chest.
Like soil in the hour glass so are the days of my life.

Love that got us breathing mighty air and without it we are left without breath.

Love that has a pulse forever living.
Godly worth worshipping.

So mighty worth my surrendering.
A craft worth nurturing.

Love that is an arch inside I dwell without any fear.
Love that feeds my intuition.

Fingers crossed hoping it is not a fool’s fortune.

Hopefully neither of us will be destroyed by consequences of character flaws.
Nor will lover’s turn into rivals.

Hopefully a vow made won’t leave thee paralysed nor scorned.
Hopefully it is not a ticking time bomb.