December through our eyes

won't be long before the bells of love

and the leaves of joy cover our feet

side by side as the walk way toward

hand in hand and the fruits of joy

proclaim the union of meant for always

cherish and long to gaze into your eyes

as whispers and wind dance through our spine

come forth another season knowing you are my mine

as i am yours

and the passion and themes shall ring loud as the knock

on the steel Door