Vows of Love and Friendship

Vows of Love and Friendship

When the mood is right and the lights are low,
Your hands, across the table reach.
You gaze into my eyes, just so—
Your eyes, they question, they beseech.
Would I be yours and share your world
And bare my soul, revealing mine?
Would I stand firm and n’er grow cold,
But stay and warm your heart so fine?

I answer you by gazing back --
My love grows warmer as we touch.
My hands reach yours – you have that knack
To capture hearts and love me much.
“Of course I’m yours, if you’ll be mine,”
I say to you across the meal.
“I’ll e'er be yours in love divine,
And give to you with all I feel.”