Wond'Ring Aloud
Wondring aloud --
How we feel today.
Last night sipped the sunset --
My hands in her hair.
We are our own saviours
As we start both our hearts beating life
Into each other.
Wondring aloud --
Will the years treat us well.
As she floats in the kitchen,
Im tasting the smell
Of toast as the butter runs .
Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed
And I shake my head.
And its only the giving
That makes you what you are.