…
It is the quiet moments
that make up a life
.
The memories we share
that set us alight
.
It’s the everyday magic
of two hearts in sync
.
Years that feel like forever
yet pass in a blink
.
It’s a cup of tea
shared on a misty morning
.
The days spent together
and those spent longing
.
It’s the enduring electricity
of your touch
.
And those stolen glances
that say so much
.
It’s country drives
swapping stories
our favourite books
and where our lore lives
.
It is perhaps the most ordinary
act of all
yet also the most
exceptional call
.
To build a life
together with another
.
Your personal history
woven with that of a lover
.
To grow life from that love
is an intimate thing
.
And in their bodies
our song does sing
.
In the cups of tea
we now share with them
.
And the country drives
that forever soothe them
.
In the books we read
—our nightly routine
.
To see those stories through their eyes
and all that they mean
.
The magic is different now
in certain ways
but no less potent
than those early days
.
Seventeen years
into our forever
.
And still we play endlessly
together
…