Immutability

I cannot put my love for you in simple tones,

No words may do justice to the permanence of

My heart, mind and full person’s

Tendency towards thee.

I have locked eyes on you and thrown away the key;

You are my best and most complete fit,

I think of you when the moon is lit.

And when light replaces dark,

Your fair face I hope to quickly see!

I love to take in your scent, your sound and your smile;

I’ll adore you for a very long while.

My words are not in vain,

Not like our country’s faulty trains.

Quite the contrary really—this poem is thy guarantee,

That Song’s stout heart dances for, and mostly on account of thee.

I long for the day you and I will be,

The bestest picture of man and woman:

The one our Lord had in mind.