Amour

The sound of birds cheering,
Flowers bloom on a cold
Winter's day,
The air is pure
and men are singing
on their
gondolas,
I drift peacefully through
a river with no end
in sight
The banks have burst and
Im flooded with expressions,
I am reminded that my
band is eternal
and the bond forever strengthened
until death do us part,
and even then
our souls intertwined
by heavenly divine
love