This is how you left it
And this is how it will be,
The room and I complicit
Awaiting eternity.
My senses say that what I see
Is the sum of you and me,
While all around outside this home
Are the tokens that we alone
have bequeathed to love’s embrace
Who will multiply and prove
That not in vain was our true love
Nor the hopes and fears that led to grace.

September 2013