Your love completed me. I think
your touch has made me whole.
You etched your mark, with pen and ink,
on my contrary soul.
I think you saw me with your heart.
What better way than that?
You helped me know my better part,
and knowing, wonder at.
Your loving eyes taught mine to see.
Your heart gave mine a voice.
I live for you and you for me...
as if we have a choice.
I think I'll keep you to the end,
I'll weather fair and rain...
and, yes my love, my dearest friend...
I'd do it all again.
~ Dean Neighbors ~