My Promise

To my Love.

There are so many things I would like to say but can't, because of what time grants us today might be snatched by circumstance the next.

But if it might be in my power and privilege may I:

• always carry the look of amazement in your eyes like crown jewels
• may my affection be a functional demonstration of support rather than a decorative art
• let the words between us rather be like salt, sometimes burning on wounds of disagreement but always complementing the taste of commitment between us
• may every step we take be together, without turning mutual agreement into mindless acceptance
• may our ways stay in the simple things, while our conversations provide challenge, growth, intrigue...
• may we stay two players with the same goal, still able to see the same task through our own perspectives the one not too absorbed with the other, unable to appreciate the uniqueness of the other's character
• may we always remember yesterday, without longing for things that have passed and can't be retrieved
• may our silences be nourishing, like camphor cream on the cracked heals of stress and time
• may we plant roses where nettle and weeds once grew
• may we kiss with more than just our mouths
• may we give ourselves, not loosing who we are
• when we disagree may our quarrels always be the start, not the end of things to come
• may we always pray together, for each other, for us..

This is my simple wish, but this contains my soul, my life, my being.

And in this lies my promise:

That I shall give the everything I have in honesty, without expectancy, in faith so that all our wishes will become a reality.