Today like the warmth of the sun,
I feel your love like before has been none.
I love in you the space for correction,
I love in us our strive for perfection.
Love isn’t perfect is what some might yet say,
Practicing for perfection next to you I will stay.
The journey may yet be long,
Walking it together feels like a song,
Knowing in time where we belong,
Is the making of our love which will always grow strong.
October 12, 2007