I desire is your embrace. Where, sheltered from the stormy seas of life, and Beauty, Love and Kindness hath their place, I'm nestled in your bosom, far from strife. A port is safe, but ships are built for sea. Your charms I'll hold, and treasure while away. I'll stock my hold with charms to carry me throughout the voyage, and the lonely days.
Some comfort seek, where e'er their path doth wend and to the next port sail when they are through.
You captivate my thoughts 'till journey's end. My sweetest Lady, I dream but of you. I hasten to safe harbor in your arms. It was written a year and two days prior to our wedding. On the rare evenings we are both at home and not having a meeting, we sit apart, listening to period music while studing whatever topic is of interest to us individually that day.