Happy eleventh anniversary!
All those years distilled into one glass!
Praised be those who will the things that last,
Pausing to renew them annually!
Years are music to which all must dance,
Ever changing, ever just the same,
Lending love a moment that remains
Embedded in the rhythms of romance.
Volumes can be captured in a word;
Empires, in a logo lifted high.
Nestled in this moment is the sky
Trembling, as two lovers might observe,
Heaven in one blue, reflective eye.