A Woman Bound in Love

If a woman was but a song,
Would that song be sung forever?
If a man was but a musical instrument,
Would he be played forever?
Lovers, bound together in life’s throes,
Shall they evolve throughout eternity?
Our love shall answer these questions,
For you are the wind and I am the sail
Flowing into life’s ever turning circle.

Like the swirling winds of a tropical storm
Our arms encircle each other’s life
Passionate thoughts of fire consuming our minds
As we walk down that aisle filled with yellow roses
To speak those two beautiful words ... I DO.

Alan M. Toback
© 2000