Soft blows the clarion call of winter through a man
Yet there is something else calling me more
The thought of your presence beside me
Through all the seasons brought by eternity
Only one thing is sure now, and that is
Your warm giving heart beating gently with mine
The slow steady beat of love that moves our lives
To a vital dance of joyful ecstasy and passion
A dance ever without end and its moves
Learnt through intuitive touches and thoughts
For the rhythm deep at its foundation is simply,
A great love for the world and now it is ours forever
And we shall never let it end once we have touched