As we marry…

It’s spiffing we’re choosing us

I’m choosing you

You’re choosing me

I’ll love to stroke you hair

You’ll love to lie on my chest

I’ll love to watch you struggle into jeans

You’ll love to scrub my back

I’ll love you, you’ll love me

But girl, I’ll love it more when we fight

You’ll slap my secrets on across my face

I’ll Pierce yours straight to your heart

And it would go no farther

I’ll pull you close 

We’ll embrace

And stronger our bond will grow.