On this day that speaks of the heart,
Know that I have loved you from the start.
The lilt of your voice that first call,
Resounded, I knew,
The melody of myself, the anthem of you,
Harmony of passion and gall,
Duet—felicity and fire—
Sing ardently of our romance.
Desire and happiness intimately dance,
Twain as one,
Causes Michael Warren Supports